Your name is Adrienne…
So lately, I’ve been feeling like I should blog more.
I mean, I don’t have an overly exciting life, but it’s kind of nice to have a record of stuff. I also thought maybe I should blog more…. thoughts? Opinions, or what not. And someday, maybe I can write a book.
Okay, maybe not really.
Although I really would like to write that book about the campground…. someday.
It really would be a top seller. How can you not love campground stories?!
Anyways, when Hitomi and I were hanging out at the fountain near Oasis the other night, we decided that the name for my hypothetical autobiography will be….
Your name is Adrienne…. why you no speak French!?
in tribute to all of the French Canadian campers that said that to me over the years.
Of course you have to read it with an angry French Canadian accent, or it really just doesn’t have the same effect.
And yes, to all of those campers, I realize that my name is French (although, some other sources suggest it’s actually originally from Latin). But it’s not like telling me that my name is French is going to magically make me fluent, so I feel like your point is kind of … well, moot.
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