So in case you haven't heard (and wasn't it sneaky of her to schedule it on a weekend when people are less apt to check the news -- at least I am), Angelina Jolie gave birth to twins this weekend -- a girl named Vivienne and a boy named Knox. To this last name I say, "You're welcome, Angie." (I call her Angie. I'm like that)
Here's the story: I have this beautiful purple and gold verbena plant that sits on my back patio. It's had a difficult journey since it was the first plant I bought and, well, um, I sort of didn't know about that whole "water daily" thing where plants are concerned. It actually was on the brink of death and I managed to somehow, miraculously bring it back to life. I bought said plant, though, precisely because of its colors -- purple and gold which are, for those of you reading this who did not go to Knox College , Knox's colors. It was my own little shout out to my alma mater as I moved into my new home. Because of its colors, I also started calling it "the Knox plant" and then shortened it to "Knox."
Friday, I was out shopping for a new pot into which I could move Knox. When my sis asked me what I was looking for when we went into the garden center, I said, "A new pot for Knox." She kind of looked at me funny and I told her that I had named the verbena plant Knox because of its colors and then I said, "You know, wouldn't that make a great name for a kid? If I ever had a boy, I think I'd name it Knox. That would be cool."
So imagine my . . . I don't know -- shock? Horror? Jealous fury?. . . when I woke up this morning and discovered that Baby Boy Jolie-Pitt had been named Knox. So if I ever DID have a boy and DID name it Knox, everyone would just think I was copying Angelina Jolie.
Thanks a lot, Brangelina, for stealing my thunder! Thanks to you, I'll never reproduce!!!