|It's a rose. Not many peonies here in Oregon.|
But let's say you have a choice in the matter. I wouldn't mind a flower, maybe a peony, white with pink edges. A bridge would be great, but it would have to be extremely small, because little bridges are the best, and also because you have to be quite important to get a big bridge in your name. Let's say the military needs a name for something; like, you know, they name their weapons after people...Howitzers and Sherman tanks and so forth. They could name a parachute after me and I would be happy. Not a gun though.
A small room in a big library would be nice, but the single window would have to have panes in it, and a cushioned window seat for lounging.
Anyway. Those are all daydreams. Shockingly, my son tells me that something has actually been named after me:
Yeah. A freakin' Russian doll-thing. Or whatever that is it's wearing. See for yourself:
I'm the mom. I should have been googling his name, the youngest son. Looking him up on Google images, seeing what he's up to. Instead he was googling my name, ostensibly giving his girlfriend a preview before she has to meet me in two weeks. So, I wonder what she thought.
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I bet she really really can't wait to meet me now.
Russian "Target" website though. Not bad. You better google yourself and see how you're doing.