Picard - Earl Grey

Tea. Earl Grey. Hot.

In 2011, I married the love of my life – Mr. Picard.  No, not that Picard.

My parents are long-time Trekkies, though I don’t think I necessarily loved the series in the way they would have preferred.  I am much more attached to the Star Wars universe (a mutual love of SW is actually how I met my husband).  I remember growing up watching videotapes of classic Star Trek episodes and trying to pry open my father’s glass display case, which contained a commemorative anniversary plate and replica phaser.  Numerous autographed pictures hung proudly on the wall of Leonard Nimoy,  Jonathan Frakes and of course, Patrick Stewart.

So you can imagine the day I called my parents to tell them that I was getting married.  “Oh really?!”  My father’s voice lifted and I could practically hear a twinkle in his eye.  “You’ll be Mrs. Picard.”  I didn’t think I could make him any happier until he said, “If he owned a boat, we could call him Captain Picard.”

Did I mention my father in law actually owns a boat?  I know as nerd offspring, I couldn’t have married a better surname (well, except Solo, maybe).

If you think being told repeatedly that you have an awesome last name would get old, well, you would be wrong.  I can’t wait to go to a convention one day with the name tag “Mrs. Picard” and not even have to pretend.

My husband and I have discussed children’s names – I have to admit I was a bit reluctant at first, but I finally caved to naming any future  boy “Jonathan Lucas Picard”.  I am hoping it is not so nerdy that the kid will be teased, but just nerdy enough that anyone cool will “get it”.  I look forward to many knowing smiles.

As the icing on a deliciously nerdy cake, my husband and I are avid tea drinkers.  I anxiously await the day I finally give in and buy this:

Yes, this does exist!

Yes, this does exist!