So how is it I was named this name on my blog?
As the story goes, my parents’ first born was a boy, so prepared for another boy, they had the perfect name — George, my mother’s father’s name. But I came out a girl. My mother explains they considered Georgia, George Jean, George Ann, but they settled on Georgette.
I didn’t care for the name growing up. “Why didn’t you nickname me something cute like Gigi?” I complained. Or “Why didn’t you at least call me Christy (my middle name)? That’s cute.”
Then came Nancy Drew. Remember George Fayne (Fain), Nancy Drew’s “chum”? Now there was a girl I could relate to, and reading about her mystery after mystery, is probably when I grew more comfortable with the name.
My dad called me George, my mother and Rick call me Georgie. Everyone else has called me George or Georgette. Yes, I suffered the insufferable “Georgey Porgey puddin’ n pie”. And then ” ♪ Hey there Georgie Girl…♫ Moving on…
I have met a few Georgettes in my lifetime, not many. I will say, when someone calls out “the name”, I do know they are speaking to me. There are others in this world. Georgette Heyer is a romance novelist. Georgette Mosbacher is a fundraiser. Our politics are not the same but I know my daughter would love her makeup. Then there’s this lovely fabric called georgette that I have never worn.
When folks ask me for my blogging address, I just say “Google my whole name, you’ll find me.” No notes to jot down, no need to ask for paper and pencil. I think it has worked as my name does come up as a search term. Yes I am #1 in Google for my name, the only one in the world, I think.
Another claim to fame on the internet? Google lump free gravy. That recipe has received over a thousand hits marching toward 2,000 and hovering from #1 to #3, #7 or #8 and around again. Go figure…”Georgey Porgey pudding and pie” to gravy!
From THE REAL MOTHER GOOSE, illustration by Blanche Fisher Wright
Sometimes we just have to ‘grow into’ our names, don’t we? Funny that your “lump-free” gravy is your best seller, so to speak. Mine is a post I did in October of 2010 on Rat Rods. Although I can’t get it to come up in a search, apparently it does for everyone else! Have a good day, Georgette!
Yes, now the name suits me just fine.
Have a great day, too, Dianna.
Adorable post…too funny…Being from western Pa., I always wondered how I could get a name like Margie Jo ??? My sister, Lynn Elenor….maybe my folks knew I’d be a tom boy and end up in the Ozarks !!!!
I love Margie Jo and your other nicknames…MJ, MoJo. When I see MoJo, I know it’s you.
Yes, I think Georgey Porgey may have shaped my tom boy ways.
I can so relate to this about your name, it being unusual, & your not liking it … I felt the same way growing up. No one spells it correctly – many automatically say Patricia – & pronunciation can be comical! I’ve a couple ‘famous’ as well, Patrice Lamumba (African leader?!), Patrice Munsel (actress?), & have met maybe 2 others in my lifetime. It is convenient to know it’s you when someone says your name &, over time, I’ve come to not hate it so badly!! I’ve always loved your name – a special way to be named after a loved one. I was named after a character in a movie that my grandmother saw!!
I love your name! I definitely don’t confuse you as a Patricia…unique and also, French? btw You are the only Patrice I have ever met. Look who commented right above you.
made me laugh with the pudding to lump-free gravy.
I hated my name growing up too. Especially because folks called me Elsie (a sure-fire way to get someone onto my s*#% list). Now I like it. Same with hair. There are some things that improve with age!
Elsie…oh no…truly you have such a beautiful name, I think. How could anyone turn that into Elsie? I do hate it if folks just acknowledge my name begins with “G” and call me something really off the mark like Gretchen or Ginger which yes, has happened.
One of the nice things about living in Europe was that people pronounced my name right. Sigh.
But Gretchen? No, that doesn’t fit you at all. And while you are very sweet, Georgette, I don’t think of you as a cookie at all!
I’m sure the Europeans got your name right. Lise, Elyse (Beethoven’s Fur Elise), Elise in French and Lisbet in Dutch. Like I said, I love your name, as a matter of fact I took the liberty to write your name instead of your blog name on ye ole blog roll.
Now you have me curious about the “hair.”
Long and curly and reddish blonde. Very Irish!
Very pretty and Irish. Green eyes, too? Mine are green, but not Irish.
Blue. And very Irish.
Oh! Go figure…I use that phrase a lot…so you’re a fiery blue-eyed Irish girl and I’m a green-eyed Dutch girl.
And we are both beautiful with lovely names!
George was always my favorite character. I liked that she was a tomboy and had a great name. Nancy was just too “perfect” for my tastes, and Bess was too ditzy.
Agreed, my favorite character for sure. I think I read every mystery from “The Secret of the Old Clock” to “The Clue of the Whistling Bagpipes”…then it was time to move on.
Confession: I was a little put off by Nancy owning a “roadster” — her light blue convertible — and that she seemed to have unlimited permission and funds to travel everywhere.
Oh, I think we all dislike our names as kids and then we just gradually grow into them and embrace them. I love your name and I do believe you are the only Georgette I know. It was really fun to hear how your parents settled on your lovely name. It fits your lovely self quite nicely!
I have, as you said, “embraced” it and have found it really suits me now. I will be surprised, though, if a grandchild comes along that could assume the name.
I did not like my name (Stacia) growing up because it was unusual then. I have grown fond of it and now there are a lot more Stacias around. But I still claim to be the oldest
haha…you must know you are the only Stacia I know. Perhaps I had a few Stasias on class rolls, but not Stacia. Funny, I remember the spellings. Thank you for the introduction…now I know your name for sure, yet I’m also liking winsomebella. I have seen folks address you as Stacia, but have reserved calling you by name…yes, you are winsomebella. I remember your post explaining where it came from.
I love your name Georgette! My good friend’s sister has the same name. She is a beautiful Parisian and they pronounce her name, Zhhhorzhette. It sounds more romantic than it looks in print! Beautiful name – beautiful people.
Oh, Dor, I think you know something about French! I could hug you right now, on the spot.
That makes two hugs in one day. Thank you so much for the lead to blog2print.com I have already checked it out and my mind is spinning on the variations of books to produce!!
I had forgotten about the fabric that shares your name. I spent a lot of summers with Nancy Drew. Not being an adventurous soul, I was surprised she didn’t find herself in a lot more trouble for poking around, looking for clues.
She sure avoided sticky situations before teflon. I loved reading all the books I could get my hands on. So often there were just a few to choose from at the library and I always hoped there would be one there that I hadn’t read. haha…babysitting money came in handy…Barbie clothes or Nancy Drew?
Georgy Porgy…I used to recite this as a kid. Georgette is a beautiful name. Sadly growing up, people enjoy giving us nicknames that though funny to them doesn’t sound right for us. I had my fair share of similar stories too. Now I smile remembering that my childhood was one of my happiest. Have a great weekend.
In Mexico, my name came out Jorgina and occasionally some would make it Juanita. Funny, how some will do with your name what suits them. Still I’m glad to answer to Georgie when my husband calls. You have a great weekend, too.
I have worn Georgette – what I didn’t know until five minutes ago is that the fabric is named after a French fashion designer named Georgette Plante (there are five on Facebook!)
It’s still an unusual name and a beautiful one. Funny – my parents named me Linda because they thought it was unusual. They never had heard the name spoken, but they thought it lovely, especially with combined with my middle name, Lee. I always knew when I was in trouble. I’d get called with both names!
Curious about this fabric I looked for it in fabric stores when I was shopping for something else. It is pretty, but I could never sew on it. It’s such a delicate fabric.
Linda means “lovely, pretty” in Spanish. I think Linda Lee is a lovely name and with your last name, you are LLL. I think Lee would also, be a lovely choice had your parents chosen to call you by your middle name.
I can’t imagine the helper in the adorable photos ever called Linda Lee!
I love your name its so unusual. I also didn’t like my name when I was growing up – it was too goodie-goodie. I’ve only taken to calling myself Rosie in the past decade or so.
My most popular post was about a great dane service dog I saw at the Museum (its had over 4,500 hits so far).
I love your name. My mother’s middle name is Ann (no “e”) and a dear, dear friend’s middle name is Rose.
Wow! That is a lot of hits. Give me a hint. In what month and year can I find your best seller in your archives?
Its on the side of my page under the popular posts ie
Museum Musings: the Great Dane
Thanks!
Good look back at your name … and thanks for stopping by to welcome me back today1
Loved your sharing about what Italy means to you.
I hope more to come this week.
Cool.
I love your name. It is unique but not odd. I tried very hard to find a name that was unique for my daughter as I knew she would be a unique individual. I settled on Marcelle Dion. Two days after I named her, I learned it was the name of a hockey player (Marcel Dionne, Detriot Red Wings) I was so upset. But guess what, she loves it and tells everyone she was named after a hockey player! Seves me right for not following hockey!!
Such a beautiful name and what a coincidence! If you were to introduce me to your daughter and I didn’t know her name (as now I do:)) I wouldn’t have been none the wiser. The only Detroit Red Winger I knew about was Gordie Howe who I learned about when I went to school in MI right around the time he was playing.