I had a friend in middle school named
Judi.
Judi was overweight. So was her mother,
Deanna.
Judi told me about how her mother would go around the house singing to herself, to a tune she made up, "Oh,
Deanna, you're so fat, you're going to have a heart attack."
That's all I can think of when I hear this name. The "song" starts playing around my head.
That association aside, it's not a bad name.