Nothing I Can Do About it Now

March 8, 2007

#41 – 50 – Childhood Revisited

Filed under: Uncategorized — dregina @ 5:00 pm

41) When I was a small child, I wanted to name our family cat Beautiful Love. Because she was beautiful, and I loved her.

42) The name was downgraded to Bluebell after a series of familial negotiations.

43) I also had the world’s toughest goldfish. His name was Zippy, and he lived for 4 years in a house full of cats.  He had near death experiences daily.

44) I wanted to grow up and have twins – a boy and a girl – and name them Denim and Lace.  I just thought that was the best idea anyone ever had.

45) I identified with Kristy from the Babysitter’s Club books and Elizabeth from the Sweet Valley High books.  Could I possibly have been a more uptight kid?

46) I went through a long phase where I was really into Abraham Lincoln. And then the Titanic.

47) Oh, and then the Loch Ness Monster. I was really, really into the Loch Ness Monster,  for about a year.

48)  I was traumatized weekly by the tv show Unsolved Mysteries. I would watch it with my mom and then lie in bed awake, waiting for aliens to come and take me.

49) I once ate an entire pack of Razzles at once, in the backseat of a moving car. The resulting wad of bubble gum was so huge that my jaw locked in place, and in my immature, panicked state I couldn’t figure out how to get it back out of my mouth. Mom had to reach back and hook her finger into the disgusting mess and pull it out. I guess what I’m trying to say is that, at age 8, I almost died a glutton’s death.

50) I was also a compulsive nose picker. Whew, that’s embarrassing to admit.



  1. i had a koosa i named Precious. i sent away for the little ID tag and everything. i was so proud i could spell it. i attempted to name our family dog Peaches, she became Sandy (another interpretation of her coloring, yet not as sickeningly sweet). i appreciate that intervention.

    Comment by p$ — March 9, 2007 @ 9:25 am

  2. our 100+ lb. golden retriever would have been “dandelion” (get it? like a lion?), had not my father stepped in with a better idea (hence, “chester”). dog was dumb, but he did deserve some dignity.

    Comment by sara — March 10, 2007 @ 9:48 am

  3. Your aunt once named a cat Dommie Ann. Upon seeing Dommie Ann splatted in the street early one morning, she advised your grandmother…who ordered your father, then 9, to remove your aunt, then 5, from the house and keep her away until the street department came to remove the remains. Your aunt remarked to your father, “Now we know how to get Mom up in the morning.” Your father told.

    Comment by mmalan — March 11, 2007 @ 11:40 am

  4. One of our cats was named “G.C.” for gray cat. Get it? Oh, the creativity in my clan. It knew no bounds.

    Comment by joynmsu — March 15, 2007 @ 8:18 am

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