We are closing on a house this week (yay!), and it really sucked — I mean the whole process. Every time I’ve been in the house, I feel like I still can’t get attached to it, and it doesn’t actually feel like it is going to be OURS.So, I am thinking of naming my house. Has anyone else named their house? Is this too antiquated, or will I confuse folks? Or are we bringing the funk to the suburbs? (Good Rick James funk, not gross funk.) -Bethany
After returning from a trip to the American south, and falling in love with the tradition of home-naming, my best friend’s mom, Meg, decided to name her house. A little while later, Meg came up with “Conejo Cottage” — an apt name, since they have a lot of pet rabbits that live there.
Although, when asking her for a photo of her home name plaque, Meg told me that she’s changing the name of the house to “Duckington” since there are more ducks than rabbits now… AND it was the name of the estate where her mother was born on the Chesapeake Bay.
Although, I think the more modern-day version of house-naming is to come up with a location tag on Instagram. My favorite modern home names: “Chateau du Fatty Bandits,” “BooMilk’s Pleasure Nest,” my parents’ home in Maui that we’ve named “The Shack,” and my cousin’s home in Maui called “The Moocher’s Hotel.”
All this to say, from England to the American South, and now in the heart of Los Angeles and the Hawaiian islands, people have and do continue to name their homes.
Have you named yours? What do you call your pad?
I didn’t name my house, but it is a 1960s condo, and it is #711. I really enjoy just calling it “711, like the convenience store.”