I shall now call you "Sunny" or "Suns".

Don't you dare.

Kids just beggin for it, ain't he?

I seem give people completely random and nonsensical nicknames. Like the time I renamed our friend Todd to Bertram Woogums the III. Everyone calls him Woogums now, and he answers to it.

Kids just beggin for it, ain't he?

I propose "Sunikins."

My dad went from Wilmer Leo to "Skipper." It had something do do with the dog.

When dad (as usual) failed to show up at some family thing, they took a picture of my uncles with the dog, Skipper. Like so [link] You can tell my uncle Johnny thinks this is the funniest thing ever.

I've always been "Kathy," evcept for high school and college, when I changed it to "Kathie." I didn't voluntarily change it back, but my first job out of college, the HR people made me up a name plate that said "Kathy," and I didn't feel like arguing the point, so I went back to that spelling. My sister used to urge me to change my professional (i.e., grown-up) name to "Kathryn," just because it sounded more businesslike, but that's not me. She had to, because she's in a male-dominated field and the name "Kris" kept making people think she was a guy, but "Kristine" solves that problem. I still call her "Kris," though.

My mom's name progression is more interesting--she took her first husband's name upon marriage, and then when she married my dad a few years after the divorce from husband #1, he liked the fact that her middle name gave her the same initials as him, so she went with Firstname Middlename Dad'slastname, instead of Firstname Maidenname Dad'slastname, which she would have preferred (she hates her middle name, Agnes). After divorcing him 15 years later, she kept his name just because of us three kids--less confusing to have one name instead of two in the household. But, she did change her official name to Firstname Maidenname Dad'slastname. After marrying Wayne a few years ago, she's now Firstname Maidenname Wayne'slastname, which I'm still getting used to.

Family nicks are the weirdest. My dad called me Noodle and Nadilimos as a child, and Scoobywatchie as a baby (?). Limos (pronounced LEE-mohs) caught on with the extended family and they all still use it. GF loves to laugh at cards from my aunt Lynda that are addressed to Limos. My brother (John) was John-poot-bootie and Johnson (they still call him that) as a baby/child. I think I'm the only one that calls him Johnny.

Other odd nicks in the family include Swazi (my aunt Suzee [Suzanne]), Narpy (my aunt Happy, who is really named Joanna), Kebo (my cousin Kelly), Martini (my cousin Marty), and Honey (what we called my grandma, who was Joey, short for Joanne).

My last name isn't all that difficult, but it is uncommon. As such it almost always gets butchered.

I am not an Andy. Ever.

I think the constant spelling of my name has become part of my identity.

I feel this way too, except I always have to spell my first name as well. And lo, megan walker is born.

I've always hated my last name, especially since it doesn't go with my first name at all. I seriously thought of changing it to my mother's maiden name, which wouldn't be much easier, but at least they would make sense together. However, documentation would then be a nightmare since, according to French bureaucracy, your official name never changes (which I dig as a concept since it rejects the whole idea of taking the husband's name, but in practice means I would have different names on different identity papers). In this day and age, I think that would make travel even less fun.

Aimee, in Joe's group of friends with the nicknames, was "Raven"'s name Jeff? Guys who call themselves "Raven" are almost always Jeffs.

Nope. Not Jeff.

Family nicknames for me: Grandpa called me "Squeak". Gram called me "Pook" or "Pooker". No idea why for any of them.

iris is 'ipod', 'punkin'' and 'management.'

d- calling you.