JERRRY... YOU HAVE TO SEE THE BAAAY-BEE...

Heh heh. One of Seinfeld's classic episodes - one of many...

Nicole Kidman’s been knocked up by Keith Urban the country singer. It happened nine month’s ago in fact, (about 11 I think, actually, the sprog's out and about).
Anyway she was and she’s dropped it out. And the gossip mags have been all over it and the pair every chance they have. One going as far as claiming they are Australia's "Royalty" (meantime doing all they can to disassociate themselves from their actual Royalty - the Queen of England is still their Head of State much to their dismay, vocal dismay often).

They’ve called it Sunday…something, the second name is relatively normal, it’s the Christian name that’s a bit out there.
Apparently it’s after some…person of interest who must have done something remarkable. I think it was writing or speaking out or something, it's not essential to the piece. Unless of course, like most pieces it's to blow sunshine up the arse of the woman to justify giving the kid such a name. (You just know she'll be called every other day of the week by all and sundry...Y'know, some parents really should take more care when naming their offspring. And if she turns out to be as loose as her namesake I can just see her being referred to as "anyday". Read on...).

The thing is, they claim the name as being synonymous with a worthy ideal, that the person after whom the kid’s named is some sort of intellectual who waxes lyrical on a daily basis; which she may well do but it should also be noted, this apparent noble carried on a ménage a trios with her husband and some other joe for a large part of her life.

Some chick havin' it away with two joes? That’s just a little too keen of the long hard one to warrant me to naming a child after.

What? Should I give my congratulations? Righto. Congrats Nic – for getting knocked up. On ye Keith for knocking her up. I’m thrilled for ye – rolls eyes, wonders what so hard about getting knocked up...no pun intended