Mrs. MidAtlantic
Who am I trying to kid here? Mrs. MidAtlantic? PUH-LEASE. I happen to currently live in the Mid-Atlantic region of the US. But only since college, when I ran kicking and screaming from New England.
With the name Mrs. MidAtlantic, I feel all this pressure to belong to the region. To be an integral part of the area. Sure, I cheer for the Orioles over the Red Sox. But... I'm not really from here. I can't be.
I have never been to the Eastern Shore, Ocean City or otherwise.
I prefer hard-pack ice cream to sno-balls.
I don't cheer for the ravens (Go Steelers!)
I do not, under any circumstances, eat crab.
I have never been crabbing.
I don't talk like a Marylander - I live in neither Merland nor Bawlmer.
I have never had Natty Bo.
I didn't realize till this fall that Maryland had so many farms.
I have
So why on earth did I pick such a specific moniker? I wanted something cute and catchy to reflect where I lived. I did not consider the consequences of pinning myself to a geography I know so little about. In retrospect, Mrs. Mediocre would have been a far better choice, as mediocre is how I feel I am in most aspects of my life.
What do you think? Mrs. Mediocre? Should I make the change? Or embrace the name I so carelessly attached to myself two and a half years ago?
