My name is Aris. Aris is pronounced (heiress) and I'm not sure what the meaning is. Several years ago, when I was asked what my name meant, I replied that Aris was a Greek Sexx Goddess (what can I say I'm a romance writer). Unfortunately, my husband happened to be near, he looked over at me, rolled his eyes, and said very loudly "I wish". I've moved on to another story, which happens to be true. I was born in the seventies to a pair of hippies, real hippies. Having said that, I think I got off lucky with the name Aris. It could have been much worse, Fruit Stand or something like that. So, Aris it is.
I have absolutely nothing planned for the 4th!
ReplyDeleteI am going to be all alone so... maybe crack open a bottle of wine and sit on my fab front porch and read??? - Wanna come?
Love the pics! - especially the wall of flags, and that strawberry banana frozen thing!
Girl don’t tease me. If I lived closer I’d be sitting on that amazing porch with you— nose buried in a book, sipping wine, living the good life.
ReplyDeleteMaybe some cheese and crackers too - tease tease
DeleteCheese is my weakness...
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