A co-worker had a baby and decided on a name. From her hospital bed, she called into the office and asked how to spell the name she’d decided on. We all consulted and told her she was on her own: If you make up a name, you can spell it any damn way you please. The end result:
Tawndalay.
The baby’s last name:
Boddie.
Yes, folks, Tawny Boddie.
I forgot: my dad was drunk when he filled out the birth certificate for my youngest sister, so although she was supposed to be ‘Leah’, she ended up ‘Leha’. Of course, we all called her “Little Lee-haw”. Evil siblings. And at the medical clinic I took my babies to for shots, there was a clerk named Tiger Love. ick.
I also know a woman who had two embryos implanted through IVF. While they were both developing, we called them Kang and Kodos. One of them eventually was aborted, and I never learned which one. The mom, despite my protests, assigned another name after birth.
I, personally, know a child named “Cocoa Fudge” with no middle name.* Sadly, he has a brother named “Cosmo”.
I am also related to a person saddled with the unfortunate moniker “Richard Lust”. My sister-in-law was just barely talked out of naming my poor niece “Tinkerbell Elaine”. My sister-in-law now denies the accusation, but we’re all fairly sure that was the pregnancy hormones talking on that one.
*I say child, but the kid has to be in his late-teens, early-20’s now.
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In googling Melena, the medical definition/description pages took up the entire first page. Is this an actual name somewhere?
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Yes, I worked with a nurse named Melena. (The name suited her BTW).
My Granddad went by his middle name of Jurd. On some old documents it’s spelled Jord. One of his brothers was named Aud. My Grandmother went by her middle name of Colene (pronounced Colleen). My Dad was named Billy but it got spelled wrong on his birth certificate. He didn’t find out the mistake until he needed a copy of the certificate to join the Air Force. It was very humiliating to find out your name is really spelled “Billie” (the female form of Billy).
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Hm, that’s a pretty strict list. I know a woman named Sola and a boy named Raven.
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I know/know of two guys who are called Raven, but only one is actually named Raven; the other just uses the name. The guy who is really named Raven is blonde, which always seemed funny to me.
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Three people I have known in real life:
Teal Eye
Earlita (named after her daddy, Earl)
Soli
All female.
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I too have known a female named Teal. She was a few grades ahead of me in elementary, so she’s probably 22 now.
Females I have known:
LaRee (luh-REE) and her big sister LaCee.
Fanchon
Amia
Immaculee
I worked with a woman with two daughters named Ebokneah and Ivoreah (eh-bo-KNEE-uh and eye-voh-REE-uh).
My nephew is named Beck.
My father went to high school with a girl named Eulabelle. They met again at their 50th high school reunion and email each other now and then. You get some odd names like that from the older generations; two of my grandparents, for example, were named Addeline and Lorenz. And that reminds me of a name from a cookbook in the Gallery of Regrettable Food: “Mrs. Leavenworth Wheeler”. Who names their baby “Leavenworth”?
My wife’s friend named her baby girl Avery, which cracks me up because “Avery” was the name of this ornery old coot my grandmother used to play cards with, so I picture him every time I hear her name.
I should add that my father’s parents were about the world’s most UN-creative people in the world when it came to naming their kids. Their four children were John, James, Mary, and Annie.