I had the great fortune to be a summer camp counselor for several years when I was younger and made some great friends in the process. Some I still talk to pretty regularly, and some not as much, but they all still hold a fond place in my heart. One of them got married last weekend and when her invitation came in the mail, it had, of course, her given name on it, instead of the name we know her by. "Bacon" is a nickname whose origin I don't know, but which has stuck with her since way back when, and has just sort of become her name to us. Of course we knew her actual name, but it was just a name. The girl, the person, was Bacon. And I got to thinking about other people I know with nicknames like that.
I had a nickname with my family growing up, but my friends never really called me by it. And today, only a handful of my friends even know that it was ever my name. Only my sisters ever call me Bean anymore. But I know other people like Bacon whose nickname has stuck with them. People like Scooter, Spam, Moose, and Grits. And although some people have unfortunate nicknames that they don't like, these people are, for the most part, happy with theirs. And I will probably still call them these names when we are old, and trying to be dignified, because, in my heart, that is who they are. And because I'm a little bit jealous of them...
SO, that said, here is the contest. I am offering two bars of Jean's Garden Soap to two lucky winners, selected randomly. To enter the contest, you must:
1. Become a follower (not in an existential way, just click that you want to follow the blog, if you aren't already)
2. Leave a comment telling me some fun nicknames you know - they can be your own, or your friends or loved ones, or someone you don't like, but you think they have a hilarious nickname.....
3. Do both of those by midnight, Monday, September 14th, because that's when this contest closes!
Thanks!
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Ok, I'll start... :) The only nickname I can remember having, from camp or otherwise, was Flopsy, after an unfortunate wardrobe malfunction... (We were singing Linger Longer around the fire, arms around shoulders, when my snap-front bra became un-snapped.) Heh, whoops.
ReplyDeleteat his high school, and I still have trouble keeping track of who is who. There's Otis, Produce, Lefty, Zipper, Dink, Motorhead... you get the idea.
The only nickname of sorts he ever gave me was Honey. I guess that's a good thing.
Jean, did you get Bean because it rhymed, or is there more to it?
Nicki, I don't actually know how Bean started, but I'm guessing it's the rhyming thing.... thanks for your comment.
ReplyDeleteMy husband's nickname growing up was Moose given to him by his dad. I guess it would help to know that he is 6'5"!!!
ReplyDeleteLaura
I have had two nicknames that I'm aware of - Chuckles, given to me in junior high school by a friend who was being ironic, since I always took too much seriously at that time, and Big Kid, which my dad gave me, and I don't know where it came from. Favorite nicknames I've known have actually belonged to my niece and nephew - Princess Doodlebug, and Bunny Raptor.
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