Arabella the Beautiful
On the way to work this morning I tried to think of one word that would describe Arabella.
It's hard to sum a person up that way. Have you ever tried?
There are many titles that would suit her, "Mysterious" or "Stylish" or "Feministic." But the one word that kept coming back to me was "Beautiful." I continued to throw the word out though, thinking it too unoriginal. And it kept popping back into my head like the lyrics to that damn Diet Cherry Vanilla Dr. Pepper commercial. MANAMANA! Do do dodo. MANAMANA!
Yeah, now YOU'RE singing it aren't you?
I got to work and googled baby name sites. I must have looked on a dozen. They all translated Arabella to mean "Beautiful," be it Italian, Dutch, or Spanish. It wasn't one of those oh-my-god-it's-a-sign moments. But I did feel like calling out, "Alright, I get it already!" So I'm not the only one that thinks highly of you, Arabella. Evidently Karma thinks so too. And she's not always so kind. Like my name...
My name means, "Christ-bearer." Which hopefully doesn't translate to "Virgin," because I've already ruined those chances.
For those of you who don't know her, Arabella is one of those rare people who can pull off sophistication without making the average Joe/Jane feel like a puddle of mud. Her wit isn't "dry" like she claims, it's refined. She's compassionate and powerful and NEVER gives herself as much credit as she deserves. Have I mentioned I have no idea what she looks like?
Her beauty is palpable.
Despite distance and position, age and opinion, from the boundaries of my desk... I feel her beauty. And it makes me grateful that I share this space, this little spot on the infinity of the internet, with her.
1. A German opera about finding someone to love in a dismal situation.
2. A novel about a poor English girl who lies about being an heiress to win the affection of a very wealthy man.
3. A Middle Eastern lifestyles magazine.
4. A type of boat.
Last night I spent five hours making mixed CDs. And before all of you who chose that as your prize say, "I didn't know it would be so much trouble!" SHUT UP.
And you're welcome.
I can't remember the last time I had so much fun by myself! Hoop wandered in around eleven and asked if I'd seen his girlfriend. "I think I lost her around here a few hours ago." And then at midnight he visited again to ask why the hell I had CDs strewn from one end of the room to the other. It DID look like my CD books had upchucked all over the floor. "But Babe, I had to know what I'm dealing with here. You know I'm a visual person!"
Daily Hoop Conversation:
Tink: I know what I'm getting you for your birthday in August.
Hoop: Oh? What's that?
Tink: I can't tell you!
Hoop: Well I know what I'm getting you for your birthday too.
Tink: But mine isn't until January.
Hoop: I know.
Tink: So... What is it?
Hoop: The Energizer Jack-Rabbit.
Tink: *Snort* Is that an upgrade?
Hoop: Only the best for my baby.
BTW: I'm getting him boots and a cowboy hat for his birthday in light of my parents new addition to the family. He tried a few on over the weekend and really liked them.