I promised to fill everyone in on how we got our monikers Q-Tip and Gimpy Chick.  It all started out as a quest to figure out something to put on a personalized license plate.  We went through all sorts of catchy phrases (usually too big), initials (who can understand what they stand for), smart ass - kiss off sayings (afraid someone would take offense and punch us out) and even our names.  Nothing worked until one day I said “We’re just to Q-tips who can’t make up our minds about anything.”  

Q-tips for those of you who may not know are little bendy sticks with a cotton ball on each end usually used to clean baby’s noses and ears.  The word is used to denote grey (or white) haired seniors.  I said “Well, I would have to be a QTD, or Q-tip Dyed, cause I’m not ready to go patchwork grey yet.  I am not greying up nicely, from the front I’m grey, from the rear I’m brown so if I’m viewed sideways, I’m a sort of mottled mess on top.

Jack became Q-tip.  I was still unnamed when I apologized to someone for bringing up the rear as we walked into a Mall.  I explained that my bad knee makes for one “gimpy chick.”  It stuck and we became one Q-Tip and One Gimpy Chick.  Still too big for a license plate, but fitting.

To those who don't know, I am going for "Most Cancelled Surgery" Award  with respect to my wonky knees.  I need total knee replacements in both knees due to a combination of an injury and arthritis and  have experienced several cancellation of my surgery date.  Now I'm scheduled for the fall, after our big trip. Whether I manage to change it after my second TKR or not remains to be seen.

So there you have the complete story!

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