I’ve had a few nicknames in my life. Growing up, my dad called me “Care Bear”. Of course I loved that. I even had a Care Bear stuffed animal to go with the nickname. Richard called me that a time or two after we got married but it just never stuck. For a while Richard called me “Care Babe”. I’m kind of glad that one never stuck. Then a couple of years ago Richard and I were talking and “Caribou” was born. I immediately fell in love with the nickname and found a stuffed caribou to keep on the bed.
Fast forward about a year and a half …
Richard and I were having a conversation about why Apple has the little “i” in front of all of their products (iPod, iMac, iPhone, etc…). I just didn’t get it. Well, about a week later an iPod Shuffle shows up in the mail. It’s green, my favorite color, and on the back is engraved “iCaribou”. Love it, love it, love it!
So there you have it. iCaribou. Now, I’m not a real caribou, mind you. I don’t migrate every Fall, I don’t have antlers, and I don’t pull a sleigh on Christmas Eve (did you know caribou are reindeer?). But, I love the nickname. iCaribou!
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
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