What's in a name?

Wow! This is a little intimidating. I've been putting this first post off because I had no idea how to start this whole "blog thing"! It's like opening a book and usually from the first chapter you know if you are hooked or if you're going to have to wade your way through it. I don't want anyone to feel like they are wading through my ramblings.

I guess first I should introduce you to my family. Since the title for my blog is "The Sandwich Years" I've decided to go with a theme...sandwiches!
First I am married to a wonderful man. He is just plain good. He is one of the most honest and hard-working people I know and I am so thankful to have him in my life. He will be referred to as Hero (get it? Hero sandwich?)
Our oldest son is almost 20 and is serving our country in the United States Air Force. We are so proud of him!!! Since he is my only boy, I couldn't decide between a few. Some options were Sloppy Joe, Po' Boy, and Reuben. Reuben won, because the others just didn't fit.
Next we have our 18 year-old daughter. She attended BYU last year and did very well, and has moved back home for a semester to save some money. I've named her Hot Ham and Cheese first because she is hot, second, she's a bit of a ham, and third, she always has a big "cheesy" smile on her beautiful face!
Next we have Philly. Philly is 15 1/2. Yes, the 1/2 is important, especially since she will be driving when the next 1/2 is up. When I think of Philly, I tend to think more of a race horse than a sandwich, which is why I picked it for her. She doesn't sit still much, and there is never a dull moment when she's around.
Next is my 13-year-old. She is a fashionista. We have named her French dip. It's more for the "French" than for the "Dip" :-) It sounded somewhat exotic.
Last, but certainly not least, we have PB&J - Positively Beautiful and Joyful! She is 8 years old and is a ray of sunshine in our home.
For the past 2 days we have spent so much time trying to decide who's name was going to be what. The kids wanted to know what my name would be. Apparently I am the "Big Cheese". Maybe I should call myself the Club and I might get a little more respect! But alas, I am the Big Cheese...a title I proudly accept.