Anyhoo, we all know that she named me after a contestant on the famous game show The Price Is Right. Cath was watching while preggo, saw some chick named "Perdita", loved it and tadah here I am!
Works for me.
But she reavealed that things were to be dramatically different. Because according to her, around this same time she was planning to name me after a popular soap opera character from "All My Children".
*Side Bar-Did I mention I grew up on soaps like: AMC, One Life to Live and Young and the Restless...and even though Ryan's Hope was cancelled in 1989 I still heard about it from my mom through the early '90s. My 10 year old brain could tell you every scandolous, love triangle, he-is-absolutely-not-the-father, I think Tad drugged me scenario that went down from Genoa City to Pine Valley.
And yes after 20+ years of nubing him Victor Newman is still the business...but I digress.
(Cute eh.)Sooo apparently now, my name was to be...wait for it...wait for it... Phoebe!
M'Kay. Me too. Totally wouldn't peg me for a "Phe".
Don't get me wrong Ruth Warrick is a sexy soap sud. But Phoebe, For moi?. Nuh uh. The ring just wouldn't be the same: "In Lane four World Champion Phoeebeee Felicien!".
Yawwwn....
"Who's in lane five?".
I mean all I can say is thank Jesus for the showcase showdown. Not to offend, it is a beautiful name and even appears in the Bible. But the world is full of Phoebes. At least a trillion or more I'd estimate. But as far as I (care to) know the world has but three Perditas. (incase you are pondering, the third being the mother dog from 101 Dalmations,).
I concluded our conversation by telling mother how glad and proud I was of her for coming to her fertile senses, lest I was to go through life with people chocking out "Phe-Phe Felis-chee". And noted that the same intercession was clearly not made for at least one of my siblings. "I'm sure Rudolpho is excited for Christmas again this year, huh mom!".
**Hugs**
**Hugs**
P...For Perdita...and created by Shakespeare ;-)
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