The nickname

I would like to tell a little story about how I got my nickname, since it is part of my blog title.

Once upon a time there was an adorable baby girl with the given name of Kristina. Alas, and much to her mother's dispair, her extended family nicknamed her Nina. Now Kristina's mother comes from a family deeply rooted in southern traditions (particularly the Louisiana variety) and that tradition includes the requirement that every child have at least one nickname they deem appropriate, if not multiple names or variations on the first. My mother was determined that her precious baby girl have the cutsy nickname of Krissy. That wish was doomed from the start.
Therefore in my family I am called Kristina, Nina, Nina Bina, crissy tina, peanut. That does not include combinations involving my maiden last name.

I got off easy compared to other family members. I have a relative whose given name is Eudolie. According to family chatter and much to the delight of her older sister, Eudolie was a tad pudgy as a child. She was given the unfortunate nickname of Jumbo by the same delighted sister. Unfortunately for Eudolie, the nickname stuck. Today, dispite her fabulous figure, she is called Jum by the entire family, even in her 60s. Ouch!!

I did not know this story until I was an adult and I now feel bad calling her Jum dispite its acceptability by all. So if this tale interests you at all and you feel the need to add to my little story, please feel free to unload your nickname woes and tales ...