You know that time at the end of your day when you're lying in bed thinking about your day and what you need to do tomorrow and random thoughts just pop into your head? That's normal, right?
Sometimes D and I will spout off random thoughts and when we hear ourselves say them, we feel the need to explain the progression from a totally normal thought to the weird, random one we just blurted out.
Anyway, I don't remember what my totally normal thought was but somehow I started thinking about my name and how I actually like it now. I spent my whole life wishing that I had a different name. For a while, when I was little, I wished my parents had named me Anastasia rather than just plain ol' Stacy. After the reality hit that I couldn't be Anastasia Anne because that was just stupid; I thought I would go by Stacy-Anne. You know, like Peggy-Sue or some other cute hyphenated name. Then I sang the only line of the song that I could remember in my head. Then I thought..."why can't somebody write a decent song about a girl named Stacy??" Sure, I've got "Stacy's Mom" but that isn't even really about Stacy...just her hot mom. Why can't some love-sick, poetic guy fall head over heels for a girl named Stacy and write her a song then get a record deal and get it on the radio for everybody to hear? I guess I'm just jealous of those girls with a song. Because when your name is in a song, people always feel the need to sing it to you. I think I'm going to be eighty years old and people are still going to be singing "Stacy's Mom has got it goin' on" when they meet me.
*sigh* I guess I'll forever be a little envious of Mandy, Jenny, Sally, Layla & Delilah.
Just a thought.