Anonymous wrote:Emmeline (Emmy) and Peter.

Anonymous wrote:I posted on page 12 and never saw a response. So, trying again:

DD1: Maureen
DD2: Clara
DS1: David
DD3: Grainne

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Anonymous wrote:Lucia (Lucy)

You are naturally thin and love to wear high heels, but feel conspicuous if you do so, so you wear mainly flats. You live in DC close to a metro. You had Lucy when you were between 35-37. You attended prenatal yoga classes and childbirth education classes. You work in middle management in an international development organization after getting your MPH (this was after a stint in the peace corps) and your DH is GS-14 at one of the agencies, bringing your joint HHI to just around $200k. Against your better judgment, you will have a second child (Henry), and you will decide to quit your job because DH's pays more and you were frankly bored of reviewing program plans and grant proposals at work, but you didn't want to take on the international travel needed to move up. But this will be a mistake, because staying at home with two kids is more taxing that you thought, and DH doesn't pitch in as much as he should. After the kids are in elementary school you will try to go back to work, but it will be difficult to find a job because your professional connections have grown stale. So you stay home and move out to the suburbs around time for middle school. You join the PTA. A scandal arises regarding arsenic-tainted soil on the local playing field. You lead the charge against the coverup perpetrated by the county and the school district, demanding accountability. Reinvigorated, you leverage your new connections to a position on the local city council. You realize you still have great legs for a 40-something, so you start wearing heels again and putting your hair up. After turning around the city's woeful budgetary status and skillfully navigating between business development and environmental interests, you capture the attention of local Democratic representatives, who ask you to run for state assembly. To your surprise, you win. You spend the next ten years building on your reputation as an environmentalist sensitive to business needs who can balance the need for development with the need to protect the wildlife. At the end of your three terms in office, facing Lucy and Henry's college tuition bills, you go to work for a K street consulting firm lobbying for giant oil companies, where you leverage your environmental credibility to water down environmental reforms, and become rich. You then retire to Aspen.

THE END.

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Anonymous wrote:Alexander and Christopher. You and your spouse are both ex high school athletes (you volleyball, him football) who dreamed of playing in college but didnt' make the cut. You chose an academic school over a potential to play volleyball, and he just wasn't good enough to play. You loathe your office jobs and have pillow talk about buying a food truck together. You have 2 shelter pets and actively encourage people to only adopt rescue dogs while ignoring the leash law unless someone gives you a REALLY dirt look. You fear that one of your boys may want a motorcycle one day. And your husband sits in big box store parking lots after work some days to "decompress" before coming home since his commute is so short

You're funny! Yes, we're both ex high school athletes. Ding ding! But we did play in college, him D1 football at an academic college. Never even eaten at a food truck, though. No pets. I do fear the motorcycle! We don't live anywhere near big box store parking lots, so I'm not sure where he sits to decompress after work. I sit in my office and surf DCUM for a while first.

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Anonymous wrote:Christina
Andrew
Gretchen

Anyone?

That you're not bright enough to know that Gretchen isn't a real name, just the shortening of one. And doesn't remotely match the previous ones.

Trying to hard to match some ethnicity....that isn't matched by Andrew. Gretchen is German short form of Margarete. Andreas is German form of Andrew. Christina is mispelled if it's German.

Just Nononononono.

You're so funny. In that "ridiculous" funny way. That's my name (Christina) and Andrew and Gretchen are my siblings' names. We're in our 30s and 40s. My mom had German parents, so she knew full well that Gretchen is indeed a "real" name, and indeed that it's a diminutive of Margarete, but can of course stand alone. But you know what, Mom grew up on Long Island, so she's first generation American. And she liked the names Christina and Andrew. It's not that complicated. Aber du weisst das schon. Thanks for trying.

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Anonymous wrote:Nothing for Audrey and Eleanor? I'm curious what you're take on those names are.

New poster but here goes

You were a film major at NYU with a minor in women's studies. Audrey was named after Audrey Hepburn and you still dream of having breakfast at Tiffanys.

Eleanor was named for Eleanor Roosevelt. Your women's studies professor wrote her groundbreaking dissertation about Eleanor Roosevelt and conclusively proved she was a lesbian. You had a small fling with the professor in your junior year. After she dumped you, you became anorexic and began wearing black slacks and turtlenecks and a ponytail in tribute to your film idol, the aforementioned Audrey Hepburn

That summer you met DH on the LIRR when you were going to Hewlett for your nana's 75th birthday, and he was going to Woodmere for his niece's bat mitzvah. He had just finished his second year at Columbia Law and was a summer associate at Sullivan & Cromwell. He invited you to the end of the summer firm outing, and all the WASP partners were enchanted by your Audrey Hepburn shtick. They offered him a job but sent him to Washington because of his finance undergrad from Penn.

You graduated from NYU with a 2.9 GPA and moved to Washington to be with him. You lived in a one bedroom rental in Clarendon for five years while he ground out 100 hour weeks at the firm and you had a series of jobs at Williams Sonoma, Ann Taylor Loft and worked into assistant manager at South Moon Under.

When the partners told him he would become a partner, you were married at the TriBeCa Lofts with your cousin officiating.

You had Audrey two years later and bought a starter house in Lyon Park in Arlington. Your parents kicked in $100,000 toward the down payment because of a comment your sister-in-law made to your sister that you were not pulling your earnings weight with your slacker jobs

Two years later you had Eleanor and are now happily a SAHM who gained enough weight during two pregnancies to no longer be able to pull off the Audrey Hepburn look and have veered more to Eleanor Roosevelt

You do favors for all the working moms in your neighborhood out of guilt

The end

Anonymous wrote:No one had anything to say about my two snowflakes from forty pages ago, DS Colin and DD Riley?

It's going to be a long day at work, this thread made me laugh all day yesterday. I hope the witty among us keep it up!

Anonymous wrote:Alexander and Christopher. You and your spouse are both ex high school athletes (you volleyball, him football) who dreamed of playing in college but didnt' make the cut. You chose an academic school over a potential to play volleyball, and he just wasn't good enough to play. You loathe your office jobs and have pillow talk about buying a food truck together. You have 2 shelter pets and actively encourage people to only adopt rescue dogs while ignoring the leash law unless someone gives you a REALLY dirt look. You fear that one of your boys may want a motorcycle one day. And your husband sits in big box store parking lots after work some days to "decompress" before coming home since his commute is so short

Anonymous wrote:Holly, William

Anonymous wrote:Nothing for Audrey and Eleanor? I'm curious what you're take on those names are.

Anonymous wrote:Jameson
Lucia