I just need to put this out there from the beginning: this post is going to be a tad ridiculous. That said, I am now going to embrace the silliness wholeheartedly.

One of the fun, girly things that my girly friends have been asking me lately is if I have started to practice my new signature. Oddly, it’s been a few years since I’ve had a crush on a boy in this way and felt the need to daydream about our future love,  marriage , and doodle my first name with his last all over my binder. I guess you could say the humiliation factor of someone potentially seeing my name with his intertwined all over my notebook was a little bit of a turn-off.

So, fast-forward 13 years, and here I am sitting at work doing the exact opposite.

Practicing the new signature.

I’ve reworked “Claire Monahan” in several different styles. One of the strangest things about this future new last name is that I will no longer end in an “i.” Nothing to dot, nothing to flip, just an “n” that drifts off. How do I finish a signature with this?

So my dilemma today led me to doodle my new name all over my notebook. I’ve designated which ones are good for certain occasions, so I might have to do a poll later to get your input on which signature you like best.

The funniest thing about all of this, however, is that I really do know what my future husband’s last name is. No more guesswork required.

I guess I should also retire the twisting of the apple stem with a corresponding, “A…B…C…D…” to find out what my future husband’s last name begins with, but that superstition I might never be able to let go.

Now I’m going to go practice my signature some more, since that industrious “n” is going to give me some problems until I finally decide that I have mastered its complete sign-off.