Day {Six}

{Day 6 The meaning behind your blog name.}

In college, I could bang out a 10 page paper in a matter of a couple hours – I am a master BSer. Then, I would sit at my desk for the next couple hours trying to think of a clever name. An ironic name. Any name, other than “An Analysis of Pride & Prejudice Written by the Incomparable Jane Austen.”

I am just awfully uncreative when it comes to naming things. My family had a dog named Barney when I was in kindergarten. He was my first love and my parents gave him away (we lived in town and he kept digging his way to freedom). As a result I wanted to name every subsequent dog Barney. I wanted to name a puppy, a cow and a kitten “Sara” until Dad drew the line. When I got married, we agreed that Sean could name the animals and I would name the children. If he had his way, though, everything would be named after a Transformer. Sir OP is named after Optimus Prime. Angus was originally Ironhide. I finally drew the line on that one.

I wanted a name that would show I had left my mark, that I had been here. It’s not a fleeting thought but a location where I can bring my children back to in years to come and show them where they came from. I wanted a place to write down my thoughts so that somewhere down the road if I came upon a rough patch I could look back and see things that we had overcome together, and maybe discover how to overcome the obstacle of the moment.

I used to be very fascinated by the people who had lived in a town so long they had a road named after them. Where I went to school, there was Kerr Rd, Inman Rd, Little Rd, Keithley Ln, Willoughby Rd, Schubach Rd, Merritt Rd and you be assured that there were lots of Kerrs, Inmans, Littles, Keithleys, Willoughbys & Schubachs in my school and our very good family friends were the Merritts. These were all families that had stuck around in the little community so long that they gave them a road. These families had all left a mark on the community and for generations people can come back to their namesake drive and tell their families, “We were here.”

Let’s face it. There won’t ever be a Sekscinski Road. No one would be able to pronounce it, let alone spell it. But there is something about going down that road that leads to home. It’s very refreshing to feel the weight of the day fade away coming nearer to the comforts of home. In many ways, this blog is becoming more and more like that. (Hopefully something exciting will happen though so I’ll actually have something to document…)(And by exciting I mean good exciting)

Today I am taking a day off! I am getting my hair cut (long overdue) and going to see my friend and her new baby and will finally get to meet her parents. Then I work my after school job until 11 (which I was originally not supposed to work, but –oh well-. Tomorrow I get to spend Thanksgiving with my family followed by dropping in at my mother-in-law’s house for a little bit before going back to my after school job until 11. Friday it’s back to my grown-up job. This is probably one of my favorite days of the year to work. EVERYONE is closed and EVERYONE in my office is on vacation so it’s a good opportunity to catch up on everything that I can’t usually get accomplished on a regular day.

Happy Thanksgiving!