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While nearly every other woman in America has the middle name Marie, it's my first name. Other Marie's include: Marie Osmond and Ray's overly concerned mother in Everybody Loves Raymond. Don't forget about Marie Antoinette. So essentially, we're a very diverse group fueled by Weight Watchers, martyrdom and cake. And somehow, all 3 of those things do seem related.
When I was growing up, I didn't like my name.
It was too old fashioned and I could never find a key chain with my name printed on it. Probably because they thought the name had gone extinct. I don't know why it even bothered me, because as the last of 6 children, no one ever used my name. I was just called a sibling's name. Or 5 other sibling's names. If you call me "Sue-Jim,-Kathy,-Tom-Dan", I will still turn around to this day.
My dad wanted to name me Mary.
Apparently everyone at school knew that, because I was often mistakenly called Mary. And I still am by people who see my name and mispronounce it Mary. Either that or I'll say my name is Marie and they'll spell it Mary. Because, again, apparently the name has all but gone extinct.
Except in Miami, where it's pronounced Maria.
So I went from having no name, to Mary, then Maria in grad school when I lived in Miami. It didn't help that I accidentally dyed my hair black during that period. (It was supposed to be temporary!) Or that I spent a lot of time at the Cuban sandwich place by my work. Where they would call the order for "Maria" and 20 women would rush to claim it. Including me.
I love my name now because it's classic, but also pretty unique.
Although no one calls me by my name now. I'm just "Mom" these days. Or "Ma'am" when I'm at Costco. Not that anyone ever did call me by my name. It makes me want to sing that Destiny's Child song, Say my name! (And trust me, you don't want to hear me sing.) And if you do, for god's sake, pronounce it correctly!
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