call me what you want...just not late for dinner.

amen that.

for some reason, i've been obsessed with nicknames lately. thinking about them and what not.

everyone has one. even if it's just honey, sweetie or HEY!

i have several. not all liked, some given by people that i have NO idea why they chose that.

back in the day, my uncle called me Buster. probably as in Brown. but i hated it. i think i connected it with being a boy. and i am a girl, dammit.

(the real irony is that when i was a young un, i had an alter-ego: Tommy. i would answer to none but Tommy, and woe be unto you if you called me Valerie, when i was Tommy. i told you i was bi-polar.)

moving on to junior high...i caught the unfortunate moniker of Fish. a play on my maiden name...and believe me, Fish was better than Fishface, which was the other name i got stuck with.

i know. it WAS mean. i take solice in the fact that the poo-poo heads that called me that are now either divorced (or unmarried - HA!) with five kids, are doing time, hard time, or are drying out someplace.

ain't i a bee-yatch? moving on.

at work, i have many names...most of which i can share here on this family blog. valshmal ( i like that one), valley (not my favorite), val-der-ree, val-der-rahhhh, val-der-rah-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha (for those of us of a "certain age" no doubt remember the song The Happy Wanderer. it fits. and actually, that goes back to my childhood).

then there's att-a-gal. yes, attagal. one of the chicks i used to work with gave that one to me.
she's notorious for giving everyone names. some just weird. one of the weird ones was to a guy we used to work with who got the name Woody. the excuse was that he was named after Woody in Toy Story.

the true story was that he once got a splinter in his palm. i won't go into more detail, family blog and all that. (you can always email me or post comments to ask & i'll let you know)

anywhooo, i was trying to get logged on the new computer system one day, and kept getting failure notice after failure notice when it finally worked. "attagal!" he exclaimed.
and there you have it.

and of course, the infamous val. it's not my favorite, but i tolerate it. it's not as bad as some and
everyone calls me that. well, almost everyone. the Husband calls me valerie. he also calls me sweeteepie, cutie, and ...sorry.
digress girl, thy name is me.

(hey! a new nickname!)