Years ago I realized I liked my first name with my middle initial, D. It turned my name to past tense, as in “Kristined” and I used it for my blog title of that time: “Prepare to be Kristined.” But I never even figured out until recently what Andrea’s name can do. With the M from Michelle, she becomes Andream, which sounds like “and dream.” It’s so pretty.
A thing about Andream is she gets interested in something random and immediately starts learning all she can about it by watching youtube clips, buying whatever necessary props, and practicing her new found hobby zealously. I felt sorry for our neighbors when she got into tap dancing. We lived in an upstairs apartment with hardwood floors and that summer she was home she practiced at least an hour a day in our living room! It’s funny now, but I refused to get her a portable tap dancing floor – though I did buy her the tap shoes she wanted for her birthday. (And actually, that portable floor couldn’t have been any louder than our wood one).
Right now she is suddenly taken with painting. The interest hit like a tornado. I mean, yesterday she couldn’t be more bored to hear about/look at/attempt any painting.. but today she’s googling how long oil paints dry and spending any extra money on canvases. I guess since she knows these interests eventually blow over, she squeezes every little tiny thing out of them as quickly as she possibly can. This all looks like a tornado, too. It has affected every room of our small house and here is just one area before she came home.
Same area today.
Now I’m not really complaining about her affliction, it’s usually interesting ..and usually comical. And the impatience of it all, well I’m certain she got it from me. I know that sudden, violent, HAVE-TO DO and/or HAVE RIGHT NOW feeling. Thursday she woke up and told me how her roommate has been obsessing over whether or not to cut her hair for at least two months and keeps asking Andrea’s opinion. As soon as Andrea said, “I wonder if I should get MINE cut?” I was already making her an appointment. “Oh my gosh that would be so adorable! Why haven’t we done it sooner? Let’s go get your hair cut!” And we made an appointment with just enough time to get there.
I was right. It’s adorable.
My Magic Life 