Tuesday, December 20, 2011

On Pinterest

A lot of people [my wife] are into a newish site called pinterest.

This is *NOT* a hate post.  But I'm thinking about starting a new site called pothered.

Thursday, December 15, 2011


I love my maiden name.

It's a really good one.  I got some teasing growing up here and there for it, but that never really got to me.  I was always the only Eaton I ever met (that I wasn't related to by blood).

The nicknames that come with a name like this are GOLDEN.  I've been called:

  • Eaton-cheese-n-crackers
  • Eaton-Eaton
  • E-tone
  • Eat-a-ton (not actually a favorite but still gets a spot on this list)
  • Etonian
  • Eat-o
Bonus round of meaningless trivia:
  • One of my favorite shows from BBC of all time, "Upstairs Downstairs," takes place at 165 Eaton Place in London.
  • I've visited the actual Eaton Square in London.  Vivienne Leigh and Sean Connery have lived there. 
  • According to this website, there was a Sarah Eaton who came to Plymouth on the actual Mayflower.
  • Princes William and Harry attended Eton College (perfect if not for that missing "a"). 
When I went on my London Study Abroad program, there were three other Sarahs in our class.  I was pretty much known by my last name that entire semester to avoid confusion (except for the occasional "Sarizzle"), which I absolutely loved.

Recently at work, I started being called Eaton-Eaton out of the blue by a coworker.

When I married my favorite person of all time, and took his last name, there arose a bit of confusion because his sister shares my first name.  There are now two Sarah Reynoldses.  So from time to time, I go by Eaton in the Reynolds family to differentiate.  I never mind it a bit.

I love my new last name.  It's treated me right.  Every once in a while though I get something in the mail with "Eaton" on it, or the people at Safeway call me "Mrs. Eaton" because I still use my mom's Safeway card.  And it gives me a little burst of nostalgic happiness, and I wind up doing something frivolous about it, like, you know, writing a blog post.

Saturday, December 10, 2011

I've been bitten by the bug.

The ombre-melted-hair-color bug.

I'm too lazy and cheap to deal with the upkeep that highlights require.  Thus the last time I had my hair professionally (or unprofessionally, for that matter) colored was when I was 18 and a freshman in college.  It wasn't my best look.

But this kind of coloring... I'm crazy about.

That was it.  All I wanted to say.

Merry Christmas, all you ladies who, like me, are considering changing up the old mane up top.

Wednesday, December 7, 2011

Things I Hate

Concept cars.

They usually look awesome [*I'm not saying all of these ones are--but at least some of them] but no one ever intends to actually make them.  Why are we spending all this time designing cars and getting my hopes up for nothing.  What the heck, David Blaine?