Hohenbery isn't a name that you hear everyday, as in, my husband and his family are the only people that I've ever heard of with that name, ever.
So here's the thing about having an unusual name: people screw it up a lot.
Can't spell it. Can't pronounce it. Can't say it.
Here's the other thing about having an unusual name: I'm super Google-able. Type "Amanda Hohenbery" and you won't find thousands of different people all across the country. You'll find me.
But the upside of having a unique name is that it's a never-ending source of entertainment for me.
A couple of months ago, my sister checked the UPS website to see who signed for a package here at our office. It was "A. Hornybaby".
And needless to say, my husband will only allow me to ship FedEx now. Ahem.
Then there was the time when both my first and last names were misspelled on my award. Hey, there should really be an award for that.
And yesterday, when I went to eat lunch with Bailey at her school, some idiot misspelled my name on my lunch pass. And that idiot was me.
After I noticed my accidental typo, I wished that I'd been smart enough to do it on purpose for this post. But thankfully, the idiot blogger gods smiled upon me that day...
But the name Hohenbery never provides me with more entertainment than when I pick up a prescription at CVS. I guess it's better to be a ho waiting than a ho picked up?
Geez, y'all. I mean, I know my skirt is a little tighter than it should be, but did you have to call me out like that? And if you're going to advertise it, you could have at least used a sexier font, or glitter.
I guess it's official: I'mma ho. And now, it's kind of hard for me to argue that it's just rumor.
Speaking of being a ho (ahem), I hate blog rankings where you have to constantly ask people to vote for you. But until they figure out a way to rank me based on Dance Walking or poop stories, would you please vote for me? C'mon, y'all - don't make me go back to my pimp and tell him that I didn't get any votes today.
All you have to do is click on the creepy little cartoon face. Top Mommy Blogs tracks all the traffic from my web address, so one click = one vote. It's that easy. heh, heh. Get it? Easy. Now go vote and help get a working girl off the streets!