A Rose is a Rose...

I've recently (within the past 2 months) personally known three people in the Seattle Metropolitan area who have named their baby girls "Something" Rose. Each one has a different first name, but all of them have the middle name Rose. We welcome Karla, Natalie and Julia Rose.

This got me thinking, what makes a name mainstream? What throws it out there when it has previously been hidden/forgotten? We all remember the Jennifer's and Jason's from the late 70's early 80's and more recently the Emma's and the Aidan, Jaden, Kaden, Braden and even Taden's (my cousin did this to their child).

But, what makes it such a desireable name? Just when you as a parent to be decide on the perfect name for your little one, you discover that 99% of the babies born of the same sex have the same name! (Ok, I might have just exaggerated a bit.) This was my big fear as my son has an older name and so far, I've not heard that many other kids with the same name. Whew! He won't be one of 5 other kids with the same name in his class.

Just my strange wonderings of the day.

Starting off...

Wow, I finally did it. I decided today to start blogging my life. After talking it up with a friend while walking this morning. I decided that today is as good as any day. That and the fact that my hubby took our son for the afternoon, leaving me the oh so precious "time alone", here I am. Enjoy!

I went to Fred Meyer today to get a new seat for my bicycle so that I can ride it without my tooshie hurting. I really want to get into the habit of riding at least a couple of miles each day and I know I won't do it if my butt is hurting every time I sit on the seat. So, anyway...I got a really great seat and it was on sale! Yay! While walking through the store though, I saw this woman who looked as if she were completely irritated. You know the look I'm talking about, the one that says "don't even look at me or I will eat you for lunch!" She had that look. I smiled at her to hopefully brighten her day and she smiled back but the weirdest thing was her face did not change! You could tell she was smiling because of her eyes, but her face stayed pretty much the same as before. I thought this to be extremely weird and it made me wonder...why?

After Fred Meyer, I came home and put my stuff away and am just about to put the new cushie seat on my bike and head out for a ride before the kiddo and hubby get back.

Wish me luck with getting the new seat on and the old one off.