I have been the one and only Sara Lynn Astley for the 26+ years I have been on this earth. Of course over the years I have also been known by certain nicknames time and again, but I have always been known those around me as an Astley. The Astley's have their antics, everything from a short fuse, the automatic urge to swat someone for so much as looking at one of our loved ones cross-eyed, for always speaking from the diaphragm and of course, for making any meal into a sandwich.
My Mother speaks in such tones only dogs can hear her, my brothers bellow upon their entrance to every room, and my Father has a strange fascination with twisted roosters. How then, am I supposed to give up my very name that I was born with? That I have always been known by! If I take on Kyle's last name in September, I can no longer chalk up my strange behavior in public to simply "being an Astley".
Not that there is anything wrong with Kyle's last name, Gerard is just as good as name as any. It can even be pronounced all French-like and fancy. Taking on Kyle's name would give me permission to act out in such ways that only those specific Gerards are known for, like getting food in my hair when I eat or being ungodly late for everything (although I am already getting pretty good at that).
However, I also question why I should be restricted to staying an Astley or becoming a Gerard. Why not combine the forces and take on the Astley-Gerard combination, making myself the hybrid monstrosity of both families? I could then be really late for stuff while eating a spaghetti-sandwich, and then yell really loud about it being in my hair when I finally get to my destination! It's brilliant I tell you! Although, I would have to face reality and accept that my initials would then become SLAG. Le sigh.
Sweater & Purse-Thrifted