this morning when I was driving home from the gym. There was a house with a "for sale" sign. It was a realty company sign, not a DIY, and the agent’s name was Su Casa.
Why is that so funny to me? Is there really a Su Casa who sells houses? I would buy one from her if I could. Once, when my brother and I were flying home to Texas for a visit, the flight attendant had a name tag that read "Grinnin Barrett." She swore that was what her parents named her.
Su Casa!!
I grew up with a girl who’s name is “Misty Monday” (and yes, some girls called her “stormy tuesday.” I did not partake).