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Nerdy April’s “April” Friday Top Five

I get a lot of questions this time of year about being named “April”. So, I thought it might be fun to explore the top five awesome/annoying features of having this name!


Five. “To Open”….that’s what “April” means. When referring to the month: the “opening” of the flowers. When referring to the person: the “opening” of the Poore Brothers Salt and Vinegar chips…thankyouverymuch!

Four. Something great about having the name “April” is that most people know how to spell it…and if they don’t, well they might want to revisit kindergarten.

Three. The most often asked question: Were you born in April? And when people ask this, I think they are asking it in almost a rhetorical way. They are thinking to themselves, “Of course she was born in April. Why else would she have such a month-oriented name? This is a great conversation starter!” And then when I reply, “No,” it is like complete shock and speechlessness sets in. Why on earth would she be named April if she wasn’t born in April? I usually just make up some story about having crazy parents…oh wait, they are crazy, I can’t make this stuff up!!!!! [Love you mom and dad]


Two. Sometimes I am too sensitive and take things the wrong way…for instance, April Fool’s Day. For some reason I have always thought this day was aimed directly at me…one of those poor unfortunate, “foolish” souls whose name was April. That’s just foolish thinking, April….


One. The hilarrrrrrious “April-May” joke. Oh hahahahahahahaha….you are so funny, so original, why didn’t I think of that one?!?!?! For the record I don’t really care if someone decides to inflict this joke on me…I just wish they wouldn’t think they are the first ones to ever think of it.


Ok. This is enough self-centered bloggage for one day…have a great weekend!!!!


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