This one will be a keeper. Today is my Grandmothers birthday. I have named him after a cute little story, dealing with my grandmother.
A few years ago, my grandmother was over and asked how my Hoyas were doing? I figured that she was losing it and thought I was a Georgetown fan? I looked at her puzzled, she asked again, you know the Hoyas? The ones that I gave you. Now I'm really confused. She drug me outside and pointed to the hostas growing in the flower bed and yelled "the Hoyas" how are the doing? I laughed and said the hostas are doing fine thanks. Now the running joke in the family is to ask my grandmother "how bout them Hoyas".