Hi Mimi

This is my first posting on this thing (hopefully). I keep trying and not really reading any directions. That goes against what my Dad (whom we all now call Poppi) taught us as kids. Whenever we'd receive a new toy, game, gizmo etc. he'd say "Don't try to use it until you've read all of the directions." Let's see how I do.

First off I'm real mad that Mariah Carey's latest album is entitled "The Emancipation of Mimi."
To me, the name Mimi is sacred, and Mariah Carey, is not.

Mimi: The name my wee neice Sarah gave me as soon as she could communicate. Her Mommy would point to me and say "Who's that?" and she'd coo through a big baby-toothed smile "MIMI." I'd then point to Sabrina "And who is that" "MAMA."

One theory is that Mama and Mimi are very close phoenetically. Another, and more mystical theory is that she; being a Jewish little girl, somehow knew that the Yiddish term for Aunt is in fact, Mimi (though neither of her parents knewit - now you tell me).

Sarah was scarcely over a year old when I came home to a message on my answering machine... "Hi Mimi. Hi Mimi. Hi Mimi."