My mom’s name was Anna, my dad’s Charles. My mom’s best friend was Charlesanna, so naturally that was to be my name. My dad hated her friend, so he said, ‘no,’ and I was named for his mother (both of us female).
My daughter and her partner hate the Yankees so much (being Red Sox fans from Boston), that they have traveled to Baltimore to root for the Orioles against the Yankees.
My aunt (the oldest sister) learned to cook. My Mom learned how to wash dishes.