Hello, my name is Donna. (Hello, Donna!)
Donna, from the Italian, means “lady”. Remember Don Corleone? Well, Donna Corleone’s what you’d call his wife. Donna as a name was actually pretty popular for awhile… in my dad’s generation some 50 years ago. In fact, he chose the name Donna because a friend of his had it and he just happened to like it. Thanks, Dad!
Personally, I’ve come to embrace having a name that reminds people of fussy old librarians. Being “ladylike” has gotten a bad reputation thanks to the evils of modern feminazism (not to be confused with gender equity or even plain old feminism), but I don’t think being polite, graceful, and compassionate is really such a bad thing after all. I’m a big fan of playing on words, which is why you’ll find me on Twitter as @notadonna and on Flickr as Donnalike. (You can also find me on TypeTrigger as renaissancedonna, but that’s not as fun of a pun since it’s also the name of my blog.)
In early 2010, I decided to hang it all and move to Thailand, where I currently teach Kindergarten 1 (4-5 year old students) for an English Program in a tiny little town called Muang Nakhon Nayok, which is about 100km northeast of Bangkok and greatly resembles every other small town in the world (including the one I grew up in: Burlington, Kansas, US). The province of Nakhon Nayok is full of natural beauty, and I have an intense love of hopping on my motorbike and attempting to capture it with my camera. If I ever need some city time, I can always head down to see my dad in Pattaya (think Vegas of Thailand), where he retired to a few years ago.
I also have an older brother who’s kind of famous in tech circles because he’s just that awesome. He does web development things that I generally do not understand and that kind of make my head hurt. His Twitter feed wins hands down as The Most Likely to Make Me Go, “Huh???”
When I grow up, I want to have a nice little cabin in a hard to reach place that people will come to in order to seek my wisdom (as long as my cabin has internet access).