So, Alex got me thinking:
Many of you bloggers have fake names. I kind of do, but not really. I just am who I am on this blog. Generally, I don’t use names; Missmoon is officially what this blog is written under, and Husband refers to me on his blog as MH (Madame Hawtness. Which, some days is very appropriate. Others, not so much.) I’m not one of those clever types who can come up with witty or intelligent names that succinctly wrap up my personality or purpose in one or two words. Probably because I have multiple personalities and multiple purposes.
Missmoon came from my childhood. Someone, I think it was my uncle Dave, started calling me Moon Mouse. Shortened to Mouse or Mooner, and then Gramma (the original Queen Mum) called me Miss Moon. I think she is the only one who called me that. But she still does and I love it. Mom always called me Precious (in a gaggingly sweet voice that to this day makes Husband’s skin crawl,) and a friend in high school dubbed me Princess Mandilyn. It endeared me to him forever- a very great name, I think. It became part of my first email address- which I still have.
Each of these names is a nod to one aspect of my personality- largely to the vain, spoiled side, which happens to be very dominant. I sometimes sign my email to Husband ciw (crazy insane wife) which sums me up on most days lately. I’m not all that nickname-able.
Anyway, I want to know how you all came up with your names- if it doesn’t reveal too much about your true identity.
I hope I’m not asking for the impossible. I really really want to know.