Alrighty, then. Car names. You guys were totally helpful with all of your suggestions (even those of you too wussy to post them publicly… you know who you are). I appreciated every single one of your red-themed, slightly-to-moderately lewd, lesbian-referencing, acronym-utilizing suggestions. So much creativity!
Although many were close, one stood out as particularly perfect. Stacy Najim (of The Scottsdale/Phoenix Najims) commented on my Facebook post that she’d had a red wine blend once she’d really liked by a wine maker named Molly Dooker. She said Molly Dooker is Australian for Left Handed.
As far as I was concerned, it hit all the right notes: red wine, Australian for the ‘Outback’, and dude: I’m totally left handed*! Plus it’s cute. But, of course I couldn’t name my car after a wine I haven’t tasted.
Saturday, Jason and I made a pilgrimage to Total Wine to seek out a bottle of Molly Dooker. When I asked the sales guy who was helping us out, I accidentally called it Molly Dooky. Which was both funny and embarrassing because: Poop. It’s possible I had been taste-testing tequila.
But, eventually the giggling wine salesman was able to point me in the direction of a red blend by Molly Dooker named Two Left Feet:
And the bottle confirmed the left-handed lore:
Sunday night we took the wine to family dinner at my parents’ and tried it out. It was a unanimous success. My mother even liked it. With ice, natch.
So, I’ve officially christened her, Molly D:
And it’s a super appropriate day to do it, as it’s like Official Left-handers Day or some shit. I saw it on Twitter. I’m pretty sure you’re supposed to celebrate by buying anyone you know who’s a lefty a cocktail. (Don’t read this list of ‘interesting facts’ about left-handedness, though. It’s mostly about how we’re the devil, will die early and are probably autistic.)
Thanks again, Guys!
*Mostly. There are a few things I do with my right hand. Additionally, I bowl and paint watercolors with equal aptitude with either hand.