Does anyone else have this problem? Listen to this song....
My hubby never says my name.
OK, to be fair, he might say my name once or twice a month, but somehow I always seem to miss it. It's kind of like seeing a rainbow or shooting star - "Where, where, I didn't SEE it!!"
This is something I have noticed over the years. I often wonder things like:
Did he forget my name?
Does he have a girl friend and he doesn't want to confuse our names so he just doesn't ever say mine?
Does he not like my name?
Maybe he calls me something else inside his head? (besides the derogatory on most days) maybe I am more like a Jewel or Stella or Jennifer to him.
Is Kristen a hard name to say?
I always picture us as an old couple rocking away on the front porch one day (some day FAR FAR FAR into the future) and I wonder what he will refer to me as. Old Lady?
My co-worker and I have a little skit we often play out when we are having a stressful moment. It's based on a story she told me about her deceased husband's parents. It goes like this:
"BOB! (said BOOOOOOOOOOBBBBBBBBBB in a sweet twang)"
"Bob, come heeerrreeee" (sing-song-y twang)
"Aw Hell Lil, whatdoyawant?" (Twang, not so much sing song-y)
and she wanted him to come and open a jar of pickles or something else equally trivial. Of course he was always just about to sit down to watch Jeopardy, read the paper, or have a moment to himself in the bathroom, but good ole Bob came hobbling over every damn time he heard his name.
My own grandparents were famous for this act -
"RAYMEEEEEEE......." "Get the TV trays from the basement would you?"
and Ray would argue (practically tackle) with you about getting them himself. Years later I discovered he wanted to get the TV trays because he could sneak a quick swig and take drag before making the hike back up the basement stairs with 6 TV trays while his name was being called - "Raymeeee, where are you?"
Now my parents, well they call each other all kinds of names. My Mom's name is Georgia Diane. My Dad is William or Bill. They call each other George and Charlie.
My brother's call me Kristy-Sue. My middle name is not Sue. The full name is:
Kristy-Sue you smell like poo and no one is ever going to marry you. ( I told THEM..... no one is ever going to marry you and say your name!)
My Mom calls me Krissy. I especially loved this name being called from across the mall.
I had a boss who called me Red.
I have a customer who insists on calling me Kristie Brinkley because he likes to dream that I look like her. He once asked me to call him Billy. FOR REAL.
My hubby, he just doesn't ever really call me - and not by my name.