As I mentioned in an earlier post, I recently bought a house. It was half built when I went under contract so I got to choose a few things–wall color, tile, etc.– to finish it. One of the things I did not get to choose was the street name. When I started my house hunt, my friend, Judy, told me a couple of times to be sure and choose a good street name. And while I did take notice of the names, I was much more interested in floor plans.

Now, I knew to avoid any home on roads such as Scumbag Street or Barf Boulevard. But others had problems, too. One house I was interested in was on General Eisenhower Lane. A noble name to be sure, but it’s so long! Plus, if I misspelled it occasionally, I would feel so stupid! Another was on Bumblebee Drive. Hmmm, not sure about that one. Would bees flock to the area and make it impossible to enjoy my yard? Another was on Patience Drive. Maybe living there required a lot??? I looked at one on Wright Haven Lane. That sounded a little like the name of a cemetery to me.

My friend, Ginny, lives on Henricks Hill Drive. I wonder if a couple named Mr. and Mrs. Henricks one day bought that land and declared it their hill? Judy lives on Shasta Way. While that sounds refreshing in a way, it also reminds me of my brother’s beloved late dog, Shasta. She was an obese Cocker Spaniel. He and his wife now have an obese Golden Retriever. And my sister-in-law, Kathy, is 5’7″ and probably wears a size four. Come to think of it, my very thin daughter-in-law had a chubby cat. I wonder if they give their food to their pets? Just for the record, Krystal and Casey are both nice and thin. Nuff said…..

My new house is on Pebble Creek Lane. I like that. As long as the little creek behind the houses across the street doesn’t ever make us want to rename our street Raging Rock River Road, I am satisfied.