Fun Time Open Thread: Is It a Rose?

Happy Valentine’s Day, pretty ladies! Let’s see if we can’t come up with something fun to do tonight. 

Since this is the night of roses, I thought we’d play a game I just invented called “Is It a Rose?” Rose names are a lot like racehorse names. They mean a lot to the namer, but sound a little strange to everyone else. The following list is mostly comprised of actual rose names, with a few extras thrown in as red herrings. Can you pick out the faux flowers?

  1. A Shropshire Lad
  2. Twilight Trail
  3. Careless Love
  4. Ain’t Misbehavin’
  5. All that Jazz
  6. Anything Goes
  7. Falstaff
  8. Cymbaline
  9. Tess of the D’Ubervilles
  10. Xerxes
  11. Blueberry Hill
  12. Cheesecake
  13. White Lightnin’
  14. Bedazzled
  15. Cuddles
  16. Twilight Sparkle

If you bred a new rose, what would it look like and what would you call it? I’d try for a purple one I could call “Prince,” or possibly “The Flower Formerly Known As.”

Photo of a purple rose.

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244 thoughts on “Fun Time Open Thread: Is It a Rose?”

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    2. Sadface. Whenever I try doing it, I always get all the comments, and then I’m confused until I come back to the thread and do a ctrl+find to find my comments and seeing the replies there. Hmm, maybe it’ll work this time.

      1. Haha, is NZ really that small? Everyone keeps joking about that :) My parents moved back there after I left home, and I haven’t visited them yet. But they live in Wellington. I think. Actually, I’m pretty sure it is Wellington.

  1. After reading all the exodus messages on the Valentine’s day post and groupthink, I have decided to follow many of the ex-Jezzies here.

    I just submitted probably the worst paper I have wrote in years, but I really don’t care. I am so over grad school and it is only my second semester. I am just over bullshit assignments and classes that really don’t have anything to do with actually getting my thesis done and I am sick of how the work never stops. If I take any time out for myself it means I have to work twice as hard to make up for it. My colleagues that I started become good friends with and I never have time to say more than a few words to each other. I never have time for my family or my boyfriend. I have no real reason to be depressed but I feel depressed all the time. I am lethargic and fatigued. I have a serious case of the fuck its and I really need to get over it before I fuck myself royally.

    On the bright side, my boyfriend surprised me with flowers, some delicious takeout, a gift card to the local craft store, and some chai tea because it is my favorite in my office this evening. And, he picked out the sweetiest, sappiest card. We have been on and off for a long time, but it really feels like he has got his shit together and he is the person I fell in love with again and who hasn’t made an appearance in a long time.

    1. That is so sweet. I love it when SOs do surprisingly nice things.

      I remember the feeling you described from when I first started working at home. I could never get away, and the feeling that there was always more work to be done was really depressing. If you can make the time, I prescribe an evening off (or at the very least a few hours of fun) where you can give yourself permission to not even think about schoolwork without any guilt. It can do a world of good to just walk away for a little bit.

  2. Hi all! I just started an account here, seems many, many jezzies have left. I’ve been reading through the articles here, and I’m so excited to continue. Everything seems so, nice and non-judgy. I’m stoked to be here. Sad, because jezebel taught me how to stand up for myself and how to voice my beliefs, but excited to be in a place where I won’t feel like a whore (like today’s Valentines Day post managed to do). So, thanks for taking in the refugees : )

  3. Hey y’all!

    I created my account a few days ago but I tend to lurk before commenting; I was an avid Jez reader since 2008 and just started commenting last year, so trying to be a little quicker to hop in the pot over here.

    I just wanted to think everyone who pointed me in the direction of Persephone as an alternative to Jez. I love women’s issues/feminism and it just seems like the editors/writers over there don’t give a flying fucking rat’s tail anymore so I am grateful for this refuge.

    I look forward to being more involved and inflating my knowledge here.


  4. OK since I know that Tess of the D’Ubervilles is a novel, I’m going to guess that it is not *also* a rose.

    Although it’s possible that someone named a rose after the novel…


    Edit: As an aside I’m the weirdo who said that this post made me hungry. It’s because one of the roses is named cheesecake, not because I feel like noshing on some rose petals.

    1. Tess is actually a rose. The only ones that aren’t are Twilight Sparkle, which is a My Little Pony, and Anything Goes, which is one of the few jazz standards that doesn’t have a rose named after it.

      And I’m with you on the cheesecake. Sweet cream cheese is my achilles heel, it gets me every time.

    1. Wooo hoo you awesome lady! So pleased to hear it. I keep meaning to join our local league but money issues have prevented me from doing so (there’s always something breaking down….). I’ll just live vicariously through you until I get myself sorted!

    2. I am so jealous! Roller derby is my Secret Dream #4. There’s a good chance it’s a dream that will never come true, though, because I suck at skating and I’m afraid of being hit in the face. Like Cesy, I’ll just have to live vicariously through you.

      1. You could always join a derby league as a non-skating official if you want to get involved but are worried about injuries. Leagues always need volunteers. Or if you want to play you could wear a full face shield, like some hockey players do.


        Sorry, it’s become a habit.

  5. My youngest daughter’s middle name is Rose, so in her honor I would create a bubblegum pink and hot pink “ombre” (fading) rose and name it after her. Unfortunately, for privacy reasons, I can’t tell you what her unique name is but it’s just as pretty as the rose I would name after her. :)

    1. I have two cousins who both have the middle name Rose. Funnily enough their brothers both have the middle names James. My family don’t seem to consult on names. Anyway, the point of my story is in my town, we have a Rose Festival, and all the babies who have Rose in their name seem to get shoved in the cutest baby competition for it. The youngest Cesy Cousin Whose Middle Name Is Rose was not a pretty baby, so she did not win. Baby contests just seem kinda cruel haha.

      1. No I don’t. There was a hugely negative reaction to the “American Rape Apologist in Paris”

        article that they ran a while back. Their response was “we’re sorry you feel that way” and

        “we never claimed that this was a safe space.” So no I don’t think they really care that people are

        offended or that people are leaving. I think they care about page views.

        Which is why I left.

    1. I just. cannot. If it’s what I think it is, they must be trolling us, right?

      Thank goodness I blocked Jezebel from my browser (except groupthink). I really do not need to see that.

      Also, are you Donovanesque? I loved your comments over there!

      EDIT: I just unblocked Jez to see the comments on that article, and I saw some new faces who enjoyed the post. So I guess Gawker is REALLY going for removing the old guard and getting new people in. So glad I’m out, really.

      Also, saw this in the comments: so adorable!:

    2. So that’s why there’s a truly ridiculous number of referrals from Jezebel today! You can link to us anytime! I hadn’t been back for so long that I hadn’t made the screenname/last name connection, but now I remember you! I was hillarym hit the triple nerd score. Welcome, and thanks for bringing all your friends!

  6. so my dad went a bit nuts on the valentine’s stuff today. I came homefrom school to find a bunch of flowers and some candy on my desk in my room. my mom got a huge bouquet in her car at work during the day, my brother got a giant bag of candy.

    Turns out he took the day off to sneak around and put everything on everyone’s desks/in mom’s car/etc.

    also there were chocolate strawberries for dinner. it was lovely.

    1. Your Dad sounds awesome! Appreciate the parents while you are still living at home. I didn’t begin to realize how amazing my parents were til I got on a plane and moved halfway across the globe from them.

  7. I know nothing. NOTHING about flowers. I wish I could figure it all out, but I’m useless.

    My grandpa has gotten really into breeding day lilies. He made his own “variety” which he named Courtice Daydream. I’ve always pictured him to be the least likely person to enjoy that sort of thing but he’s just crazy about it.

  8. I literally have no idea about roses, so I am not going to try to guess at those names. I do want a purple Prince rose now, though.

    Who decided it was a good idea to drive half an hour to hang out with a friend at 9:30 on a Wednesday night when I have to work tomorrow? It was’t me, I know that for sure. Why am I so incapable of saying no? It doesn’t help that my friend just had some tests run today for some possibly very significant medical issues, and that I feel bad leaving her with no one to hang out with tonight. My other friend wouldn’t want to drive there by herself. So I pretty much have to go, or I’m the jerk who isn’t supportive when people are sick and keeps everyone from hanging out.

    I just want to go to sleep so badly right now. I am so fucking tired. I could barely force myself to get out of bed this morning. I thought I was going to cry when I realized it was time to get up. And I have been going nonstop all day since then. I drove half an hour to school, did an hour as a volunteer practice client for a masters level psych student, went to four classes, drove half an hour home, worked out, went to a church thing, and now I’m waiting for my friend to get here (I thought she was going to be here an hour ago) so we can leave.

    It’s really my own fault because I can’t say no. That’s why I’m so tired, and that’s why I agreed to do this.

    I know this is super whiny. I just wanted to get that all out so I don’t end up dumping it on my friends. I’m going to try my best to be happy and fun, but I may just fall asleep the minute I get there.

    I hope yall are having a more exciting Valentine’s Day. :)

      1. Haha, that was the plan.

        I just found out that the friend I was supposed to be driving had just left her house (which is about 20 minutes from mine) so I just told her to go back home. I didn’t want to be getting there after 10:30. I’ll probably have to deal with some frustration, but I’m really relieved.

  9. The only thing about roses that struck me is that I was all “Hey, maybe I should buy myself flowers! I know, I’ll get my ABSOLUTE FAVORITEST FLOWER (i.e. orange tulips),” but they didn’t have any because everything was pink and red, and now I’m bitter. They had orange roses, which are okay, I guess, but were way overpriced.

    Not super-bitter, because it saved me a few bucks, but still. Orange flowers make me happy.

    More bitter about the fact that I have “mild degenerative arthritis,” but really, that was to be expected. Getting the news today when I was also the only person in my section at work? That kind of sucked. And also the fact that we lost water for 2.5 hours at work, which meant no drinking water and also NO POTTIES?! I’m pretty sure that today jumped the shark.

    BUT! The good news is that I actually am feeling fine and mostly ranting because I find it funny how many thing went wrong with my day. So that’s good, I guess.

    Also, I had some delicious wine and am now in rambly mode. (Seriously, it was peach wine that tasted like eating peaches. So good.)

      1. Absolutely. Pretty much every weird word and phrase ever has been used to name at least one horse somewhere.

        Also, sorry about your day! That doesn’t sound good. Not having a toilet always makes me have to go to the bathroom more, just because I know I can’t.

        I’m glad it’s getting better, though!

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