Submitted by vkitty17 on Sat, 08/30/2008 - 2:32am.
My name is Valorie Engholm (I'm okay giving my full name on here because I'm also a musician and would like to promote my music, go to www.myspace.com/valorieengholm. Go go shameless promotion!) Okay, so my name is Valorie Engholm. That's the name my dad gave me when I was born. I changed it for a brief time when I was married the first time, but decided I really liked "Engholm", was really attached to it, and I wanted to keep it. But my aunt made this check out to someone named "Valorie Mitchell" and sent it to me, intending to pay for wedding flowers. Now, I know what she was getting at. I married a guy with the last name "Mitchell", therefore, my name must be "Valorie Mitchell". So, I called her. Here is the conversation:
ME: Did you know that my name is Valorie Engholm?
AUNT: You mean you didn't go with "Mitchell"?
ME: No! Of course not! I'm the only Valorie Engholm in existence on the planet. If I change my name, she will be extinct.
AUNT: Well, that's kind of selfish, don't you think?
ME: How so?
AUNT: Well, if you two wanted to join together as one like you said you wanted to with your wedding ceremony, then you should have the same last name.
ME: Well, then he should be "Matt Engholm".
AUNT: Well he's not doing that, and you're not changing your name, so this isn't going to work.
ME: Yeah, we should just get divorced! I mean, we can't even agree on a name! In fact, we can't even agree on dinner!
s.i.l.e.n.c.e.
ME: Why don't you want me to be Valorie Engholm anymore?
AUNT: Oh, it just makes things easier.
ME: How does it make things easier? I have to get a new driver's license, a new social security card, a new bank card, I have to change my name with payroll at work...
AUNT: Well you changed it the last time you got married and it didn't bother you.
ME: Yes it did! It was a pain in the ass to change all that stuff! I'm never doing that again!
AUNT: Well... uh... mmph...
ME: My name is Valorie Engholm. That's my name and I like it.
AUNT: Okay, so what are you guys havin' for dinner? (obvious change of subject)
ME: We're going for Mediterranean...
AUNT: No! You should be cooking dinner!
ME: Who should be cooking dinner?
OH MY GOD! This used to be my open-minded super-fun screw-what-the-world-thinks aunt! Oh my god! I can hear her gossiping about me now: "Valorie always has to be different" and other such crap.
I like my name, I'm keeping it.
I also like Mediterranean food, and I don't know how to cook it at home, so we went out and got some.
I'm 30 years old and don't need to be told what to do.
Did I mention I really like my name? And that I'm keeping it?
who are these people (I am talking about people in general, because I have had to deal with a lot of *these people*) who feel like this is any of their business AT ALL??
If you want to name yourself Lovely Clover Rainbow or Shiva Bodhisattva or Mike Smith just because you felt like it, then why the hell not?
Look, I changed my name because I always hated my last name. People gave me shit for THAT ("oh, you're just falling into the paternalistic trap blah blah blah) -- no, it's because my last name was a body part and I was sick and damn tired of all of the jokes. I gave my kid a Spanish name and people gave me shit for that too (a work colleague that I wasn't even that friendly with told me it sounded like a character in a Mexican soap opera, wtf??).
The point is, when you get married just as when you have kids, everyone's head goes straight into their lower intestines and they begin to act like idiots and talk too much shit. I'm sorry you are dealing with this and I am so proud of you for standing up to people.
Hang in there.