The Lady and the Fly

Okay, let me start by saying I have nothing against FlyLady. In fact, I fully support the ideals she attempts to instill in all who will listen. However, I simply cannot go one more day without asking the question that burns in the heart of every DH out there... why that name? Yes, I understand that FLY stands for Finally Loving Yourself, but couldn’t you find some other acronym, like FABULOUS (Faithfully Addicted Babysteppers Unconditionally Loving Ourselves & Unsoiled Sinks)?

Surely being Fabulous Lady (or Fab Lady for short) would be much better than an insect that is, “harmful either as carriers of disease or as destroyers of crops.” Unfortunately though, it gets worse. What are her followers called? FlyBabies. All right, just come out and admit it, you’re larva! The infant state of a fly, “which occupy a wide variety of ecological niches, typically require a moist environment such as rotting flesh, decaying fruit, or the internal organs of other animals.” Um, yuck. Beyond the obvious, have you ever associated a fly with something to which one ought to aspire? Doesn’t anyone remember The Fly? If you missed it, I think they even made a sequel. Nothing visually pleasing or spiritually stimulating, I assure you. Even Lord of the Flies, you know, the king of them all, the best of the best, is closer to a Greek Tragedy than an episode of Leave it to Beaver.

Whew, glad to get that off my chest and out in the open. Now I just hope it doesn’t buzz around and bite me in the…