Dob Snib

Last night I was telling Ben that I’d seen this family on TV that had fifteen kids with J names and one on the way (did they read my story Football???). He started thinking of J names and saying them out loud; “Jennifer, Joseph, James, Jane, Jason, Jeremy, Jonathan, Jessie…” and then without taking any more breaths than he had at the beginning of the list,” “Jack, Jabbo, Dob Snib, Jibba Jabba…”

I laughed for ten minutes.

So on a related note, this morning, I have Dob Snib in my head. Does that ever happen to you? You hear a weird word or exotic name you never heard before and it just sticks in your head like a bad pop song or an annoying commercial? This is probably the real reason Ben and I are married. We both came into the union with this problem, to the point where if I have something weird in my head, I’m not allowed to say it out loud because he knows he’ll catch it.