Sometimes I wonder whether I even LIKE my name. What name would I have picked for myself if I had the choice? It's hard to say, but I DO know that I'm severely name-tag resistant. Why? Maybe I just don't like wearing my name pinned to me like a five year old.
Doesn't it seem like quilters are always being forced into making name tags for themselves? The quilt guild I used to belong to required us to make and wear name tags to our monthly meetings, but I never did. For the first couple years, I would sneak in the door without my name tag and I never got caught--I'm not sure anyone even checked back then. The last year of my membership, though, wasn't so easy. They had someone checking everyone at the door, and if we weren't wearing one, we were fined 25 cents. I guess I probably spent so much on name tag fines, I couldn't afford the membership fee the following year.
Even my sewing machine has a name tag on it from quilt camp one year. The "camp organizer" made us either wear the name tags or put them on our machines. Obviously, putting it on my machine was the clear choice. (I really don't like it on my machine either but it wouldn't come off easily. Since it's on the back of the machine where I can't see it, though, I don't think about it much.)
In Thimbleberries Club earlier this year, one month's project was to make a name tag. I didn't.
My most recent brush with name tag making came in connection with an upcoming "blog party"--the organizers wanted each of us to wear a name tag. I was a little anxious about making mine, so it was almost a relief--or at least a reprieve--to learn tonight that the "party" was being postponed until spring.
I think I might have a solution though. I've decided to change my name to:
Yeah, I know. Since it's a symbol, it can't really be pronounced, but you can call me the "Quilt Artist Formerly Known As Kim." Or "QAF-KAK" for short. Catchy, eh?!