What is in a name? All sorts of stuff!

So I was giving into my love of entertainment gossip yesterday by clicking on CNN and People.Com and what was one of the headlines: Nicole Kidman had her baby. Awww cute. Then I saw what they named their sweet little bundle of baby: Sunday Rose. Sunday, but she was born on a Monday...so Sunday? Really? Mmmhmm and no one is going to pick on this kid for being named after a day of the week? Just like I'm sure Gwyneth's little Apple will never have variations of taunts with "sauce, cart, sour" or heck anything else my perverse little mind is thinking up right now. I mean if you looked through the names celebrities have dropped on their children, (Banjo, Pilot Inspektor, Kal-El) well Sunday is pretty mild by comparison.

Granted, parents have to pick a name that is special to them for their child. There are traditional names you couldn't pay me to name my child. No offense to any who have these names, but there are already tons of Sara, Jennifer, Emma babies, and it's never fun to have too many kids with the same name in the same class. I also realize all names run the risk of teasing. FroggerGirl's real name is also the name of a doll that performs a specific bodily function, which made for all sorts of fun in the childhood teasing/name calling department. It made me stronger in some ways, but it really made me hate that freaking doll. I can't fault my parents, they gave me a good name, not their fault the Toy Gods messed it up.

The other reason weird names are on my mind, beyond the strange need celebrities have to make the offspring media targets/butt of jokes, was because I was up too late on Sunday and gave into one of my guilty pleasure. Watching Jack Van Impe Presents for fun. I don't watch it because I believe a damn word he says or prophecies. Hell, I watch it because I don't believe a damn word he says. I watch it for his weird, blond, skeleton skinny, super face lifted, kind of dumb sounding wife, Rexella. Oh yes, her name is Rexella, Rexella Van Impe. Is there a better name than that for sheer giggles. It also helps that she sounds like a bubble head on Valium. I hear Rexella and I automatically think of Barbarella, or some other intergalactic space hooker.

OK, sometimes even I have to make fun of a name. I guess it's not her fault Rexella sounds like a Star Trek name. Just like it's not Sunday's fault her Mom and Dad have a twisted name plan. As Juliet said, "What's in a name? That which we call a rose, by any other name would smell as sweet."