What's in a Name?

It happened again.

The other day I called a realtor about a duplex for rent, and after getting some basic detail about the place, he asked for my name and number to call me back to set up an appointment. It went something like this:

"What's your name?"
"Lindsay."
"Last name?"
"Newcomer."
"Um, well, uh, ok, but what's your last name?"
"Newcomer."
(He seems to need some help).
"My last name IS Newcomer."
"Oh! Well, ha! That's funny! I thought you meant you were a newcomer to the community or something! Haha!"
(fake chuckles)."Yes, many people make that mistake."

It doesn't really annoy me when people do this, but I just don't really understand the confusion. I of course am aware that newcomer is an actual word, but do new people really ever introduce themselves as newcomer right after saying their first name? I moved around a fair amount growing up, and as a Thurman, I never introduced myself as "Hi, I'm Lindsay. Newcomer." Maybe at the most my parents said something like, "We're the Thurmans, and we're newcomers to Houston."

Am I crazy? Has anyone ever introduced themselves at a new place with "newcomer" directly following their name? If you have, please stop. It's my name, not yours. Just kidding.

23

I turned the big 2-3 yesterday. What happens when you're 23, you may ask. Well, no one seems to be sure, but Kyle pointed out that it is a prime number, which I think makes it edgy. It can only mean that good things are in store for this year.

One of the highlights of my birthday was having my sister-in-law, Kara, come visit this past weekend. We'd been promising her a good time if she would just come see us, and she finally gave in, making her our first overnight guest.

Kara, I know you're going to hate me for putting this picture up, but it's too representative of our weekend together not to. Look how pretty my present from Kyle is! He got it gift wrapped and everything! So you can understand our excitement.

A jewelry box!

Thanks, Honey! I had mentioned awhile back that I would like a new jewelry box, because the one I had was a fake one (the box that bath salts came in several Christmases ago). Guess he was paying attention!

As a point of reference, this is my former jewelry box. =(

Sunday night Kyle took me out to Luigi's, a new cute little restaurant in town, and this weekend the celebration is going to continue with a few of our good friends. I originally thought having a birthday on Monday would be a drag, but it just makes for a good excuse to celebrate TWO weekends!

Thanks to everyone for all the presents, phone calls, emails, and Facebook messages. I felt very loved!