You'll Crack Your Head Open!

I haven’t been blogging lately.  First we had some sort of computer problem.  Then my darling husband did some sort of computery mumbo-jumbo and fixed it.   But either he didn’t tell me how to get to it or I didn’t hear him tell me (guess which one is my version).  Then we all got sick.  Now everything has been fixed and communicated and here I am back in blogland.  Yay!

While I’ve been away from blogland, I’ve been giving bloggy security some thought.   When I had my other blog, which I will import here at some point, I had decided that I was not only not going to use my husband and kids’ real names or mention where we live, but I wasn’t going to use pictures either.  Because I’m stealthy like that.

After thinking about it for a long while, I decided that I want to start using pictures.  I talked to Hubby about it and he agreed that using pictures would be fine.   But I still want to use nicknames for my kids and my husband rather than their real names.  Because it’s safe AND fun.

Here’s the problem.  I tend to be very logical and not very creative.   My usernames in all the websites I’m part of are various variations of my name or my name and my last initial.   When I was little, I never even named my dolls because it was too much to deal with.  If the doll was lucky enough to come pre-packaged with a name on the box, that was her name.  Other than that, she was out of luck.

So when I say I’ve been thinking about nicknames for a long time, I mean a LONG time.   But I finally figured it out.

My almost 6yo daughter is such a spark of sunshine that I want her nickname to really say something about her personality.  She’s the happiest child I’ve ever seen.   She’s also very active.  She loves to run and be moving.  She’s not hyper, she just likes the wind in her hair.  A nickname like Princess or something like that just wasn’t going to cut it.   So I started thinking about what kind of animals are like my little girl and I finally thought of one – a Wild Filly.   If my daughter were to be any animal and be able to express her personality to the utmost, that’s what she would be – a Wild Filly.   Running on the open plains.

My 4yo son is a lot like his sister, but he’s a few notches down in energy.  (Aren’t we all?)  He loves to follow her around and play.  She’s always doing something adventurous and he’s right behind her.   So his nickname is Colt.  Running right behind his sister.

Now, you might think that I’d keep with the horse theme for Hubby and I, but that’s not going to happen.  It’s not that Hubby would object to being called Stallion, but that I’d object to being called Mare.  So until I think of a nickname for Hubby, he’s just going to be Hubby for now.   As for me, I think I’ll just use my name.