Two things:

After messing around on the computer for two hours I have come to conclude two things;

Number one- I just read a blog, a annoying blog that I follow because the girl just drives me crazy and watching her and her husbands interactions make me want to vomit. . . So naturally i can help but read their annoying blog. I stand in awe at almost every post and how weird they are. (how do i know her? we were roommates a few years ago when she was dating her now husband) -she was the roommate who grew a little patch of hair on her chin, was in bed at 8 and would yell at me for "sitting on the TV" (I never sat on her dumb TV, Why would any one sit on a TV!? or make up a story that I did) When it came time for her to be married she was the bride in the platform flip-flops. You girls know what I'm saying. . . . . yeah, she was interesting.

But today her blog was about taking a vacation with her husband. . and how they had to find someone to watch the two (NOT ONE, but TWO) wiener dogs they have. . . she said it would be a nice vacation for her husband, "he hates getting up at three in the morning to take them out". .

WHAT? is that a joke? do people get up in the night, every night to take their dogs out?. . wiener dogs!?
Oh my gosh. . So that is number one. . I don't like Dogs. . I can't respect anyone who gets married and then gets little squirrly dogs only to dress up and treat like children. . . Ridiculous. . . I couldn't believe he was getting up at 3. . . . that poor man.


Number Two- I was browsing web sites looking for cool names. . (don't ask me why)
And I found this site that had over 30,000 names. . and it talked all about what names were popular and where they came from and the predictions as what the 2011 new names will be . . . it was very entertaining. .

So I type in my name and out of ALL the 30,000 names they didn't have a McKay spelled like McKay. . . there was a MacKay. . and we all know that looks wrong, and they said it was a Boy name (it usually said if it was a unisex name) and I just loved that, that my name was so Hecka cool and not on the charts.

It is a Scottish name (I guess that means I'm Scottish, cool) and it means Son of FIRE. . . sweet.
Daughter of Fire, I like that, I can live up to that. . I feel stronger and cooler just by knowing that.

So, number two- (not necessarily something I concluded, more of something that was re-embedded into my heart) I love my name.