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I Hate Green Beans: The Name Game

Monday, August 20, 2007

The Name Game

A few years ago, I started recapping ABC’s reality show The Bachelor. I would sit/lay on my comfy couch and stare in awe and bewilderment at my TV as the train wreck unraveled before me. I would laugh, gasp, hide my face in embarrassment behind a cushion, take notes and generally write about the wonder that is The Bachelor.

A few people checked the website out and suggested that I write a personal blog. I have to admit, it had crossed my mind. Thus, www.ihategreenbeans.blogspot.com was born.

I know what you are thinking…

You too hate green beans.

Who doesn’t? That’s why the title is sheer brilliance.

I chose the name because, let’s face it, who in the world would remember how to spell my name in a blog title? Not that I don’t like my name…I do. And not that there wasn’t a time when I didn’t like it…there was.

Picture it:
The year was 1984. My older sister and I were shopping at TG&Y with my Mom. We were in the school supplies section when my sister discovers an entire display of personalized pencils. She twirls the display around to the middle of the alphabet and shouts with 12-year-old glee at the sight of her name! I, having to copy everything Jamie did my entire life, continue to search and search in the Ls. There was no Lincee.

I remember how the tears stung my jealous eyes.

Jamie, of course, paraded her pencil in front of me every chance she got. My mother at least tried to alleviate some of my pain. She used paint pen on a boring yellow number two and tried to pass it off as the same kind of cool as Jamie’s pencil.

I didn’t buy it.

That same year, I won the Citizen Bee award at Hallsville Elementary. When the principal called my name in front of the entire school at assembly, my teacher had to punch me in the arm and encourage me to go to the front of the auditorium. This puzzled me because my name hadn’t been called. Some girl named Linky was the winner…not me!

Pretty much from fourth grade on, I was Linky. Which changed to Slinky. Which was later shortened to Slink in my glorious high school years.

But I digress.

I really do hate green beans. And all my other unique titles were already taken by Google bloggers.

So this marks the inaugural posting of the rambling tales and random thoughts that creep into my brain.

This is Slinky. And this is my blog.

6 comments:

Julie said...

I'm so glad your new blog is here! I've been checking quite frequently this summer for your first post and I cannot tell you how excited I was today to see it! I've missed your humor and wit!

This is Julie. And I'm a Lincee reading addict.

Starshine said...

Yea! I've been waiting for this! I remember TG&Y, too, where I bought my first hairbrush...random, I know!

Jamie said...

Hooray for Lincee's random thoughts!...and down with green beans! I hear ya sister!

Catherine said...

So excited the new blog is finally up and running. Yea! Keep it coming!

Amye said...

Lincee~I love reading your blog! You're a hoot!
Amye

jme said...

I know it's not any consolation, but I too have the name Jamie... And while personalized pencils and notebooks were available at TG&Y growing up, most of the time, the "Jamie" they were for had a penis. As a ten-year-old female Jamie, I never got over the frustration of every Jamie article being illustrated with dump trucks and footballs.