Diary of a SubUrban Housewife

Writes of Passage

When you're a young girl and you have a crush on a boy one of the many silly things that you do is write your name with his last name. If you look in the notebook of nearly any tween- or teenage girl, you'll find a page like this (usually in script but I'll let you imagine that):

For the sake of my example:
Girl: Sally Smith
Boy: Fred Plumeria

Sally Plumeria
Mrs. Sally Plumeria
Mrs. Sally Smith Plumeria
Sally and Fred Plumeria
Mrs. S. Plumeria
Mr. and Mrs. Fred Plumeria

All i's are dotted with little hearts. You'll find Sally & Fred 4 ever in a little heart in the margin of virutally any given page of her notebook. Or you'll find doodles of Fred's name circled in hearts.

I know every woman reading this is nodding her head knowingly.

(Sorry ladies, I've shared one of the great secrets of the sisterhood.)

Tonight I was in with Zoe as she was getting ready for bed. She left her room on some errand of major importance and I was just sitting there minding my own business. I glanced at the inside of the boxtop from her Converse All Stars. (The box was open and it was just out there, I wasn't snooping, not that I'm above snooping).

Inside the top of the box was Mrs. XXX.

When Zoe returned to her room I asked her what the last name is of the boy she has a crush on. She told me it was XXX. I said, oh, hi Mrs. XXX. She blushed and asked me where I saw it. I told her. She was clearly embarassed.

Then I told her we all do it/did it.

She seemed relieved. I smiled and felt all warm and fuzzy.

Signed,

Mrs. Chuck Atkins
Beth Atkins
Mrs. B. Atkins
Mrs. Beth Atkins

Posted by beth at November 8, 2004 08:41 PM