Guess what's in that envelope above? A brand new social security card bearing my shiny new married up name. How crazy is that??? I think it's pretty crazy. Honestly, I never thought I'd change my name. I love my last name and I love my family and we can be rather rah-rah about being us, which when you are as loner as we all are is very comforting. But then I met B and we fell in love and all of a sudden I really wanted to share a family name with this person and now I do. Crazy. For those in the know, I ditched my spicy middle name (old friends have long joked to me that trying to google me brought up a combination of things about a very famous underwear model and cinnamon laden recipes by a certain very wealthy homemaking guru named Martha) and my old last name is now my middle name. So far I am just being very pushy about saying all three names, which I am doing a lot because I have met 4000 new people at my new job and now I must go meet 3000 more so I'm off.