Sometimes I need inspiration for a post.
Luckily, I have met some amazing folks during this blog journey. One, gave me a great idea! Ms. Kenya of Sporadic Publications did a post about all the names she has. She had a wonderful post about her lovely nicknames, her favorite being “Christopher’s Mom” (cue *aww!* so sweet!) I read this blog and say “yes! I must do that!” and I start to think about my nicknames. And then, I begin to think I’m very strange.
They start out innocent enough.
My Mom and Dad call me “Munch” (short for Munchkin) or “JL” (initials of my first and middle name) or “Snugs” (short of Snuggles) and “Jennifurry” (Mom, do you remember where that one came from?!). There is nothing more endearing to me that these names, because they were my first nicknames. And they are sweet and cute.
Then, enter Stacey, my best friend. Somehow in my time hanging out with her I have earned the nickname of Brush, Cujo, and J-Dauwgh. Say what? Yeah, we are supah dupah weird. As evidenced by the fact that her nicknames are Comb and Snakepit.
Enter another bit of sweetness, my husband. When he isn’t calling me J-Dauwgh, he will call me honey or babe, and a variety of other sweet and cute nicknames that I used to mock until he called me them and I just started to melt (love is a strange thing, no?)
Together, myself (J-Dauwgh), Stacey (Snakepit) and my husband (C-Money) call ourselves The Unit. “The Unit” was created on a sugar-high while driving to Vermont on my 26th birthday. The rest is history.
In my work I’m just Jenn. Or Miss Jenn (which is so adorable). Or Mrs. G (in the school I work at). Or that lady that makes me talk about my feelings (what-evah, it’s my job, kid).
So what IS in a name? I’m hoping not too much, since I SWEAR I am nothing like Cujo. Most days.
So what about you? What’s your funniest, weirdest, or sweetest nickname?
Love it! Thanks for the mention. I never ask questions in my blog because it would hurt my feelings if no one answered. LOL! I said "awwww" at Munch because that was totally Christopher's first nickname. It went from Munchkin Bean, to then back and forth between Munch and Bean. When the diapers started to REALLY stink – I called him Stinky Bean. That transitioned into Stinker, then Stinka, Stinga, Stingie now after almost seven years I call him Sting. Every now and then with an extra lap of affection its Stingie Bean 😉
Oh I forgot, I LOL'd on Cujo, Comn and Snakepit!
Haha! Thanks for saving me the embarassment of no one responding to the question 😉 I was truly concerned!! Isn't it funny how nicknames transform?? Your Stingie Bean is a cutie!
I am named after the Allman Brothers song, Sweet Melissa…which my father loved. BUT, he hated the nickname "Missy". Guess what my mom called me. Yup. No surprise they divorced when I was 2. While Missy stuck for many years and I'm still called that today by close family, my mom had a couple of names for me: Twinkle Toes and Pumpkin Seed. Have no idea why and I can no longer ask her. Just funny names, she had a very quirky personality.
My dad has called me Squeag for as long as I can remember. It still makes me feel special that he has a name just for me.
Lizzy, Brown Eyes and Prana-butt are the most frequently used nicknames for me. Nothing super exciting. My mom used to call me Love Drop, but it makes me sad to think about it. I love that everyone around you has a nickname too!