not Rolando, Armando, Hernando, Alejandro or Jose. My husband's name is Orlando.
I don't know why people confuse his name, but they do. People mix up his name so often he's made a habit of using word associations during introductions.
"Hi I'm Orlando," he'll say, offering his hand to shake. "Like Orlando, Florida." And if that doesn't work he will tell them to just call him 'O'.
My husband has brought to my attention numerous times that I always refer to him as my husband. Oh, no...I just did it again.
"I've noticed you mention everyone's name but mine," my husband said shrugging his shoulders. "I'm just your husband."
"Ahhh...would you like me to mention your name babe?" I teased.
"That would be nice...but do what you want," he told me, pretending not to care.
So here it goes. He's not just my husband, he's my rock. And although I spend a good chunk of my time keeping him together, without him I would fall apart. He's not just my husband, he's my best friend. And whether he really cares about the things I say or not, he pretends to hang off my every word.
"Orlando meet everyone, everyone meet my husband, Orlando."