Oh, I’m not complaining, I just find it interesting.
I got “Kathleen” because it’s my mother’s favorite girl’s name. Nickname Kathi, which is unusual among women my age-most of them got “Kate” or “Katie”.
But a few years ago, a friend started calling me Kat, and that stuck, so now I introduce myself as Kat.
That’s my name, and I like it for the reasons you’ve very adequately described.
However, to family I am always “Drew”, which is the short form the Scots prefer over the English “Andy” (which I loathe - car salesmen and drunks call me Andy). Now “Drew” was a fine, strong, slightly unusual male name, and then Drew Barrymore came along, and we were thinking “Hey, she’s got a guys’ name”, and then more female Drews came along, and now I get “but that’s a girls’ name!”. It’s a MAN’S NAME, dammit! I was here first!
All right I’ll spill it. Zoe. The annoying thing is that now we see all these 20 something models and acresses all named Zoe. There is no way they were actually named Zoe. It was the 600th most popular name back when they were named.
Makes me so mad.
You can do the “Zooey”, but that looks funny to me.
When I was in grade school in the late 1950s and early 1960s, Mary was a popular name for girls. One of my sisters is named Mary and so is my favorite aunt. It is not a common name any longer.
I like traditional names like Karen and Susan and Linda. I’ve always had a fondness for Margaret Elizabeth as a name for a girl. It wouldn’t work well with a long, hard-to-spell, hard-to-pronounce last name like mine, though.
Perhaps it is a good thing that I’ve never had children.
My name may have been somewhat trendy in the late 50’s when I was born. Last summer at Disneyland, the girl in the ticket booth made a comment on how rare the name Gail is, and that nobody names their girls that these days.
But, this year I have a girl in my fifth grade class named Gayle. (First one ever!)
And on the Showtime series, “Huff”, there is a teenage girl named Gayle. Maybe the name Gayle or Gail is on the uprise!
Back on the last page, when I said I thought you and I were thinking of the same name, I was wrong. I was thinking of Madeline (or Madeleine, as I’d rather spell it).
When I was growing up, I absolutely hated my name: Brandon. I was convinced I was the only Brandon on the entire planet and my parents were on some heavy mild-altering substances when they came up with it. I didn’t realize it’s an old Irish name, not that it would have mattered 'cause what kid wants to stick out like a sore thumb? I was never really teased about it, but it still bothered me. I don’t think I ever met another Brandon until I reached adulthood. I’ve since met quite a few, and in fact one of my best friends is named Brandon. (It took me a while to break him of the habit of identifying himself as “the other Brandon” when he called me; what, I’m going to get confused?).
Nowadays, Brandon seems to be becoming an increasingly popular name for children. It’s routine for me to hear mothers calling out to their Brandons in public.
So now I’m kinda proud of it. It’s unusual enough to set me apart, but not so obscure and weird that nobody’s ever heard of it.
In Irish, Cáit (the equivalent of Kate, although I’m not sure which came first) can have the suvvin “ín” ( or in this case, "lín"meaning “little” to it. so Little Cáit is Cáitlín
the fada (acute) over the a and the i serve to elongate the sound, so it’s closer to Cawtleen than Cotleen. It’s really hard for me to type out the sounds, it’s much easier to say them
My parents had my two (much younger than me) siblings in the early 1990s and named them Paul and Susan. Good, solid, common names, everyone can spell and pronounce them, and frickin’ NOBODY their age has the same name. I never was in a class with another Annie either. My sister Nicole however…she was born in the early '80s and she was in classes comprised entirely of kids named Nicole, Kristen and Josh.