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I Am Josie Two Shoes


This week I am joining Kristi at Finding Ninee for Finish the Sentence Friday, where she has asked us to finish the sentence "They call me..."

They called me Wendy at home, school, and work, since that is my given name. I've gone by several others over the years including WJ, Gypsy, and Mama Ratt. When I'm out in public these days, I often get called things like "Sweetie" and "Dearie" by young women... OMG! I have to check in the mirror to make sure my hair doesn't have a lavender tint like my Grandma's did. :-) 

At my last job one of the new hires was angry at me because I am "old school" when it comes to what I expect of employees. She bent down in my face and spat "Your problem is that you are OLD" as if it was a dirty word. While it's true that I have very possibly lived three quarters of my life and my own children are older than my coworkers were; and in the case of those in their early twenties I was old enough to be their grandmother, that doesn't make me senile by a long shot. I used to smile thinking to myself how little they really knew me or knew about me. I was young once too and thought I knew it all, and I've been around the block a few more times than they might believe.

I have gone by five different last names including my birth name... Haselhorst (it doesn't get more German than that :-) which I was quite glad to abandon, followed by a string of husbands - Bruhn, Hammond, Trevino, and now Harris. In my case, the fourth one was clearly the charm; as I've said many times, God saved the good one, the very best for last when I would have the wisdom to appreciate him. It is a marriage that will be until death do us part, and a last name I will keep as mine forever.

All that being said, in reality I am Josie Two Shoes. I first adopted that name as a pen name when I began a new blog after leaving my previous husband and thirteen years of marriage hell. Josie is an adaptation of my middle name, and Two Shoes is meant to symbolize that I was at last standing on my own two feet. Somehow Josie Two Feet didn't strike me as very poetic. ;-)

My blogs are where I am most real, where there is no filter between what I say and what I am, and no effort to maintain an assumed image for any reason. For better or worse, I am pretty much an open book. My life, has taught me many lessons, and I'm not ashamed to share that. Some of us learn things the hard way, but the point is that we can eventually learn, change, and grow. If you've come here looking for a saint you are mistaken. As I've noted many times, I am a combination of both the sacred and the profane and I'm okay with that, even though it confuses some people.

I have never really felt like a "Wendy", whatever one of those is supposed to be. I was told that my name came from "Wendy the Weather Girl" on TV in the early 1950's. Wow, a whole lot of thought went into that one. :-) In some cultures a new name is bestowed upon an individual when they reach adulthood, something befitting them. I think that would be a good practice, or let them choose their own.

When blog friends ask me if they should call me Wendy or Josie, I tell them it doesn't matter. I answer to both and to almost anything as long as it's not the "B-word"; but in my heart I am Josie Two Shoes and she is me, and if I could afford to I would likely change my legal name to that.

20 comments:

  1. So, I was just wondering while I was doing my reflections post about your name, like if it were an Indian name, and now I have my answer! I also prefer to just be me, with no pretense. It seems our nation as a whole is starting to lose it's appreciation and respect for age and experience. 😡

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    1. Guess I wrote this at just the right time, some of you new readers probably didn't know where I got that name. :-) I like real people, no games, no pretenses, so much easier to have relationships that way! Yes, there is little respect or value seen in in being an elder now, and I think that's really sad, a true loss as a society.

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  2. Wow! I love the eloquence and transparency in your posts. I believe , it takes a lot of courage to bare one's soul , for, being "real" is only for the bravest. I congratulate you for that . Real people are real blessings :) It was a privilege to know your life's story and a pleasure to meet the many "you's " in you . This ( Finish the Sentence Friday), is an intimate challenge and very interesting too . :)
    Love,
    Moon

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    1. Thank you, Moon. Real is the only way I know to be, I so dislike pretenses and people who put on airs. Every one of us has a life story to tell, I love hearing how people got to the place where they are now in life. This is my first round of Finish the Sentence Friday. Kristi comes up with some great thoughtful sentence beginnings that give us room to expand. Join us next week! :-)

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  3. It's lovely getting to know Wendy/Josie Two Shoes, she's a fun person!

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  4. I'm so glad you wrote and linked up! I remember being confused once upon a time thinking "wait, who is Wendy?!??" Here's to being honest and both sacred and profane. I like that about you, a lot. So much of what we find online is complete BS you know? It's refreshing to have honest essays that are about the real people behind the blogs. You beat my last name count by one. Also? I agree that Josie Two Feet isn't nearly as poetic as Two Shoes. :)

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    1. I know that my various identities popping up on blogs and Facebook can be puzzling, there is a method to the madness, but it's hard to explain in less than an another too-long post. :-) I am glad that you can relate to my sacred/profane nature. I think it's probably more common than some are willing to admit. I probably take TMI to new heights, but I am more comfortable being that than coming across as closed and unapproachable. Josie Two Feet conjures images of a chicken or something similar! :-)

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  5. Nice to meet you, again.

    :-)

    I used to see Josie Two Shoes leaving comments on other blogs I would visit and I'd wonder just who that was. It wasn't really until you took over Ten Things of Thankful that I discovered the woman behind the name.

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    1. Hi Kerry! I hope through Ten Things of Thankful and this blog you've come to know me a little bit better! :-)

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  6. "A rose by any other name would smell as sweet, were Wendy called by another other name" Or something like that from Romeo and Juliet.

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    1. LOL, Val, but you are right, no matter what name I am using, I am still the same ol' me. :-)

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  7. Oh I definitely fit in the sacred/profane club. :D I love that - what a great description. I did know your name story and I love how you chose Josie Two Shoes. Glad you linked up here with this.

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    1. I'm glad to have you in my "club", Lisa, I am totally uncomfortable around self-proclaimed saints, and always a little suspicious. ;-) I enjoyed participating in Finish the Sentence Friday, I've been wanting to for some time, Kristi has great prompts!

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    2. Kristi's prompts are thinkers, that's for sure! I often find myself stumped, but they sure do make me dig deep.

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    3. And I promise you the last thing I am is a self-proclaimed saint! :D

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  8. Well, given that I am just meeting you here, I'm going to call you Josie! That name makes me think of Josie and the Pussycats, which I loved watching on Saturday mornings as a kid.

    Sacred and profane sounds like the perfect combination. Nice to meet you, Josie!

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    1. Hi Dana! I remember Josie and the Pussycats too. :-) I'm glad you understand the sacred and profane concept, I am a little of each. I'll be by to check out your blog too.

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  9. I enjoyed getting to know a bit more about you. My name came from the Norwegian Novel "Kristin Lavransdatter" and I always liked it.

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    1. I had a friend that I went to school with whose first name was Kristin. Her last name was Anderson and her family was proudly Norwegian. :-)

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