Have a great day and a great week.
My Name I have decided to make a small post about my name. Not because I have a great name but why everyone calls me by my middle name and not my first name.
Either my father had a real sense of humor or was just cold hearted. I'm going to believe he had a sense of humor, however, I don't think my mother thought so.
When my mother went into labor, they did the usual routine, off to the hospital and such. During the labor my mother was put under for the birth. When she awoke she had two surprises.....
1. A new baby daughter with losts of black hair.
2. My name
Now let be back track a minute. They had not exactly decided on a name, well, at least she didn't think they had. While my mother was sleeping (or still under) my father named me. He gave me the name of Barbara Sue. Not a bad name except Barbara was the name of the woman he was currently having an afair with, and Sue after his sister. My mother knew about the afair, and was very upset he did this. Since the hospital had done all the paper work, there would of been a fee to make name changes. This is why everyone calls me Sue.