Sunday, April 3, 2011

Smally George

I bet you all are wondering, why I call myself Smally George, or maybe some of you really couldn't care less- well go suck an egg if you don't care, because I am going to tell you all anyways. The nickname Smally George originated in the year 2009 when my family went to New Mexico for Christmas to meet my brothers (then girlfriend, now fiancee's) family. We, being a very active family... (at least some of us, I much prefer watching the Disney channel on my weeks off. Don't judge) But, most of the others like to do active family activities and such... like hikes, window shopping, puzzling, extremely competitive game playing, and museum and art gallery viewing and of course the guzzling of alcohol. All of these glorious activities were just some of what we all partook in the couple of weeks that we were in the fancy state of New Mexico.
One of the art gallery viewings that was mandatory to attend if you were to ever be loved by my family again was a Georgia O'Keeffe show. While I was walking around the art show admiring beautiful creations I will never be able to get close to making myself. My sister (who had gotten in the habit of calling me Smalls over the past couple weeks met up with me as I was contemplating one of the "sexual" flowers that O'Keeffe was known to paint... wondering how anyone could get the idea that a violet was sexual. Being the "artist" in the family people are always telling me how if I work hard enough I could create something as great as one of these acclaimed artists so when my sister came up to me and said something along the lines of,
"You know, you could be the next Georgia O'Keeffe." I just rolled my eyes. "But, you're so small, you're just like this Smally George."
annnnnnddd it stuck. My sister has a knack for nicknames. (wow say that ten times fast..) Once she makes her mind up to call you something, it sticks, and everyone follows suit. My mom, brothers and sister all call me Smally George, sometimes just George, or sometimes just Smally. But it's not going anywhere, in fact I think it's spreading... and it has been two years.

I'm not all that happy with the nickname, as I prefer to be called "Hannah" For me though it stands for something besides just a random decision on my sisters part. It reminds me of my family, and the dream that one day I could be known for doing something as beautiful and creative as Georgia O'Keeffe's work.

 Well, all you people who are off sucking eggs can come back now, I'm done- and to all the rest, now you know... Smally George. It's a nickname- and a life style.

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