That's hilairous and would make another good addition to the thread "NOT Hosta People." But I'm glad you posted it here because that thread was getting long and laborious to load.

So let me see, "This is my beltbuckle. Her name is Florence." Gee, this naming thing is easy. But speaking of names, some hosta names just don't make sense.

Shouldn't Mack the Knife be slender and pointy?
Shouldn't "Almost" be called "Scarlet O'Hara?"
And shouldn't "Bobbin" have round leaves?
That's just a start.

If only people would check with me. Nevermind, I'm turning into my mother.

Lainey

Once.....quite a few years ago, Iw as serving dinner to a bunch of very good friends, I had a Greek style butterfiled leg of lamb, grilled rare...etc.
So as Iw as bringing the food to the table, I was saying things like "This is whole wheat bread and this basket has white rolls, This is rosemary rice, and here's minted peas and mint jelly and rhubarb chutney"...and someone said '"how do you do Rosemary?"...I didn't get it for a while....Linda C

I always knew my son's friends thought I was a little bit fanatical about gardening. But having his girlfriend believe I had actually named each plant in the yard? Well, I realized then that I had an even crazier reputation than I'd guessed.

hmmmmm...our big rhododendron is named Rhodie. The next one that we bought we call Rhodette. Then we bought 3 more, they are the Rhodelle's. A scruffie pine tree that we 'rescued' from the woods is called Charlie Brown. He's since grown into a fine looking fellow. You guys don't name your plants??? lol
Pam

I've named plants that I'm not sure of after the person who gave them to me......come into my yard and meet Gary Ward, Dave the hosta man, Jay and Charlie, as well as Mary, Gail and Deb. Well, they do have proper names, but I call them by the above all the time!

Okay, you've given me an idea. I have a clump of zebragrass I'm going to name
"Giant Pain in the Butt."
Then that rose that keeps getting leggy, I'm going to name
"Stilts."
And the campanula that has gorgeous flowers but won't stand up, I'm going to name
"Lazy Lucy."
And finally, a hosta that should be named
"O Come All Ye Slugs!."

Lainey

Group of friends touring my gardens a couple years ago -- when we came to the hostas, one of them said, in obvious disdain, "You have LABELS on your hostas? Isn't that a little 'over the top'?"

If she'd asked nicely why they were labeled, it would have been different. But she didn't. I explained why, and she continued her "attitude." Hope she enjoyed her one visit. She won't be invited for a second look.

In our house, some of the furniture is, indeed, named.

We inherited an antique server on legs and put it at the end of our very large kitchen. Instead of saying, "can you get me X from the server/big brown chest/buffet," we decided to call it Norman.

That started the kids naming several other unusual pieces in the house. Our farmer's pantry became Victoria and a matching computer center became Albert.

Your couch Henry would feel right at home with us.

And yes, Abby, I name my plants, too.

Very funny story about Abby. I just love the idea of the look on her face and you scrambling to explain.

My mother does a similar thing that phyllisMN does especially whenever I ask her if she knows the 'name' and she thinks it's really funny to antagonize with the name of the person she received it from.

My BF and I have named the cardinal pair in his backyard "Ozzie and Harriet" which has been really fun to say instead of "the female cardinal" or "the male cardinal."

"Hey look, Ozzie is on the feeder." or "Doesn't Ozzie looks like a Christmas ornament up in the pine tree?"

But I REALLY like the idea of naming the furniture or other things that are complicated to discuss. It's actually a great idea.

OK - this was hysterical.

Best of all I loved the title....

......from Barb, sitting on her Henry

I read this post when it first came out and thought it was so funny. Then the other day something happened to make it even funnier. My neighbor was walking by and stopped in to chat. She has a wonderful vegetable garden which I drool over every year. Since she really enjoys plants, I thought I would show her the hostas I received through the mail from hostabargins on eBay. As she was looking at them, I pointed out their names. Without missing a beat, she said, "You name your hosta?" I said, "They came with names." She burst out laughing because she realized how funny her question had been. All of the plants in her vegetable garden come with names too (Early Girl Tomato, Little Marvel Peas, etc.).

By the way, I have a friend with two refrigerators in her kitchen, one larger than the other. In order to make things easier at mealtime, she named them. The large one is Kronk and the smaller one is Yzma (from the Disney cartoon the Emperor's New Groove). When someone asks where something is, she just states "It's in Kronk" or "It's in Yzma". I laughed so hard the first time I was told where to find something by one of her children. I thought is was very clever and my children think it is hilarious.

This has been a blast to read through. I busted out laughing at the original post and kept splitting my sides as I read the whole thing!

Now I am wondering what people were thinking as they were walking around my gardens during my son's graduation party a few weeks ago.

Actually, I'm thinking that all our gardens must reflect the devotion and attention we lavish on them -- to the degree that our visitors can easily imagine that we'd have decided on given names for each of our green darlings too.

Come to think of it, Abby and Allan (P. McConnell) share a bed with Franz Schubert (phlox) and Joylene Nichole (daylily). Instead of caliloo's rock labels, maybe I just need a box of those "Hello My Name is......" tags.

This whole thread is hilarious!! Thank you everyone for a good laugh and a big smile on my face!!!!

Janice--whose bathroom off the family room is named 'Australia'! How many know why?

A neighbor was here this evening and mentioned that I had quite a few plants in pots. I mentioned about the hosta moved from low light to high light and went on to explain that plants make cells that act like sunscreens, etc, etc

What was I thinking? This is the neighbor that built a rock wall with natural collected stone and cut them off smooth with a diamond concrete saw blade.

Showing his grasp of the whole project, he explained that "when he goes out in the sun he gets hot!"

PS, I'll name a hosta after him, H.'Rock Head'

"whose bathroom off the family room is named 'Australia'! How many know why?"

Hm, maybe because it is OUTBACK?

tracy--good one! I like that but--it's from a movie--one many of us may have seen, years ago,
or our grown children have---hint: Dick Van Dyke was in it....;o)

So I guess it's not "Down Under" in the basement then either, huh? LOL!

Dick Van Dyke you say? I may need to do a little bit of searching then.

so my wife doesn't really care about gardening, and always jokes to me or anybody else that comes around, about my recent hosta obsession ....well the other day I mentioned about this site and she burst out laughing and said something like : " wait a minute...you actually go on the internet and talk about hostas with other people?"

sigh

Just wait till you start meeting people you've talked to, puckhog! They will all be referred to as your 'hostafriends'.

When I was a kid there was a margarine named NUCOA, pronounded New-Co. When we bought a farm, my Dad called it the NUCOA Ranch, he said he named it that because "it's one of the cheaper spreads."

Lainey

I bet there are others that have had to explain to a neighbor what was wrong out in the backyard last night at 12AM, we saw the flashlight!! Oh, nothing, just hunting for slugs!!!! The eyebrows really raised at that one.

Or how about explaining the little 3 pronged shade cover I made for a new baby hosta. Oh, I didn't want it to get too much sun ;-)

They will never understand, only hostaholics.

My neighbor was doing that--flashlight on the headband, stalking around after dark, working in her garden with what time she could
carve into her day/night. The kids were down, and there she was--working away in the dark. I was so amazed--someone more obsessed
than I about her gardens. Kinda scary though, cause I was sitting on my deck in the center of our yard, all peaceful like--enjoying the silence and suddenly saw this light swoop up and down--like a HUGE firefly. I crept closer, to see this 'person' creeping around her yard!!!!! Then, the light bounced off the side of her house, and I could see it was her. I called out to her, asking her "Misty--what in the world ARE YOU DOING?" Then she explained! I am really loving having her next door!!!

Did I mention, that I have hooked her with the hosta--addiction, now! It's bad, too!!! :o)

So funny! I was actually thinking twice about ordering Nigrescens Elatior because it's so hard to say! (when will I be saying it I don't know! It's not like anyone would ask me what kind of hosta it is!)

BTW, I do take my friends around the daylilies and tell them their names and they just nod, now I'm wondering if they think I named them! Maybe they think I'm crazy too, who knows!

Way back when i was raising my children,the house we lived i had a very small kitchen,when we would sit down to eat a meal,some one had to sit in the chair in front of the refrigerator,no one wanted that chair, because you always needed something from the fridg,and you would have to move to get it.So it became a joke over time and every one would make a mad dash to the table to avoid sitting in 'that' chair.
Which we all named:'The Refrigerator Chair'To this day, we still laught over it,who would think a chair could hold a memory.

Carol

The best memories are the ones that just happen not the ones you orchestrate.