Connecting With Jeannie

Anybody Else Use Fake Names When Dating?

I call this episode of fake names ~ "Our Trial of Errors!'~

My husband and I used fake names when dating in our teens. I was Brenda Star and he was Marty Randolph. We were young and experimenting with how much we can get away with. When we met, these are the names we gave each other. Let's just say, this didn't make our day, and we were both angry about it! We sure found out how others felt about being cheated - when they gave their real name and we didn't. This was a life lesson we both didn't forget.

When we met, it was magic in so many ways, and then to find out we gave each other fake names! Unfortunately, we both forgot to give our real names when we parted. The next day, we didn't know how to get in contact with each other. I thought he was a cad and he thought... well, I can't say what he called me. We were both young and foolish.

I wrote a funny story about hubby and I using fake names for Lornda - 'Queen of Comedy' - in celebration on her thirteenth anniversary. I made her laugh, well, and she gave me this Merit Badge.

I also wrote a poem on the subject: "Invalid Item" 

It was on Valentine’s Day when we first met,
He held my hand as we walked, becoming enthralled,
On our trek through the park when rain began to fall,
We laughed, and we danced, getting soaking wet.

Our hearts rejoiced on what we shared that night,
Bodies close, we danced as birds sang their tune,
A kiss goodnight under a huge silver moon,
Brought passion and desire that felt so right.

I remember that day when I took a chance,
The promises we made stoked our desire,
My heart melted as we ignited the fire,
On that Valentine’s Day I felt romanced.

If only we gave our right names, we’d meet again,
But we played the game, jinxing our love forever,
Never to ignite the fire we built together,
Alas, this story happens now and then.

Are we star-cross lovers trying to right a wrong?
Scented flowers in the park sprout hope again,
To live our lives together as it all began,
Because it’s in your arms where I belong.

Readers asked - Did we met again? Yes, we did at a party our mutual friend's get-together. We were two years older and a whole lot wiser, but we still didn't speak for quite awhile. The so-called Marty came up and asked why I gave him a fake name? He looked angry and in my defense, "You did it too, you cad! So don't spout off at me!" When we calmed down, we talked. We gave each other our real names and the rest 'they say is history.'