Several months ago, a friend and I were discussing her new group of chickens and options for names. She despaired of finding the right name for the supposed leader of the coop. "She's a bossy redhead," Trisha told me. Ummm...hello? Did you really have to look any farther for the perfect name? After gales of laughter, Gina the Chicken was christened. There isn't anyone I know who doesn't immediately connect "bossy redhead" with me and by extension, the name Gina. But honestly? Fate had it in for me from the start. Let's pull out the baby books and analyze my real name, shall we?
First name: Victoria, means conqueror, victorious
Middle name: Regina, means queen
Now, ain't that a lot of name to live up to? What were my parents thinking? But let's continue.
My maiden name: Rean, means spear
And I married into the name: Ardito, which (according to my late father-in-law) means harsh warrior.
I ask you: Do you really expect someone whose name means victorious harsh warrior queen with a spear (or however you want to splice them together) to be timid, reserved, and mousy?
One of my favorite research books is called The Secret Universe of Names. This book takes me a few steps deeper into the realms of "bossy redhead." Victoria is "...the champion of right, the first to point out shortcomings in others but also the first to give support when it's needed." And Regina has a "...well-deserved reputation for her strong sense of moral direction and a superior attitude to boot."
Yep. That's me. Think I'm making this up? Read through the comments as the day progresses. I'll be pointing people who know me over here. They'll vouch for me.
But, hey! It's not my fault. Blame the Name.
What does your name say about you?