We were not sure how to do the name thing when we got hitched. I kept my name, he kept his. But then he decided to take on my name. His reasons: I have a cooler name that is unrelated to hooves. Foreigners could not pronounce his name, and Germans could never spell it correctly, either. That's why he was so impressed that I got his name right three weeks after our first date.
As of yesterday, Thomas H. is Thomas D. Yes, it's official. We have the papers and everything.
Changing your calling cards and e-mails must be a bitch. Poor fella.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment