What’s In a Name?

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?