H-Mom,
Interesting you should mention changing my name. Thing is, I was a Girdlefanny until I got married. I thought long and hard about whether to keep my maiden name, but the illustrious institution where I matriculated was so populated with Girdlefannies--and in fact, we just read here that Buttercup Girdlefanny is keeping up the tradition--that there were not one, not two, but four Chim-chim Girdlefannies enrolled at the time I went there. I was tired of being mistaken for the Chim-Chim Girdlefanny who never paid her library fines. When my DH Mr. Cootiebutt proposed, well, lets just say I felt his pain, and wished to share it. Isn't that what love is all about?
It is now time to beat a dignified retreat. I have to go make dinner for all the little Cootiebutts.