Rathbone - A House by any Other Name
I was reading Homemaker's new journal (which I adore btw - if you haven't read it you most definitely should). It made me think about what our homes mean to us. Me, I have always loved the idea that a house has a name. You know what I mean; Scarlett had Tara and of course Jane Austin's Mansfield Park.
It is a lovely feeling having a name for your house. My first house was Rose Cottage. (Yes if you read Anne of Green Gables - that was the house's name) I planted rows of heirloom roses down one side of the house. My goodness that was long ago and far away. First husband, first house. Wanna hear something really funny? When we divorced - that was the house I got - the starter house. When I got it back, he made sure he dug up every one of my rose bushes, turned them upside down with the roots in the air so I could see that they were most definitely dead. Sigh.
It didn't feel like Rose Cottage anymore and at any rate I wanted to make a new start. So I live in the same little house but with a new husband and two new little ones. A new start most definitely deserves a new name right? Our "new" old home is now named Casita de Mor-Good-Der. For my non Spanish speaking friends, Casita means "Little House".
I am sure I have explained this earlier but Mor-Good-Der is a combination of our respective surnames. Mor from husband, Good from my surname and Der from my daughters' surname. (So if you are following closely: While my husband is just Mor, and I am just plain Good, my children from my first marriage would be "Good-Der" and my children from my second marriage would ... "Mor-Good")
So...have any of you named your homes?
I do wish he'd plant roots and let us fix up an 'heirloom' to pass on to our remaining son/hopefully grandkids! (Not pushing - he's only 11 
