(those who are not five years old may wish to stop reading now)
Much like the famed I had my tonsils out! incident, on New Year's Eve, someone asked what the make believe land on Mr. Roger's Neighborhood was.
I answered that it was the Land of Make Believe.
No, no, everyone said. It was something else.
No, I'm sure! I yelled. That's why Lady Elaine Fairchild is the name of my--
here I gestured wildly in the direction of the house. Apparently the words "dress form" had fallen out of my champagne-addled brain.
My friend Jason stared at me in disbelief. Your thing is named Lady Elaine Fairchild?!
Why, yes. Yes, it is.