Queen of Nicknames

I don't know why it is, but if I'm around a person (or dog) any length of time I will inevitably wind up assigning them a multitude of nicknames. If my family & I were ever out in public, and we communicated only with our nicknames, people would think we were nuts for sure. See what you think:

• me: Shaney Raney
• hubby: Goober
• son 1: Bubby
• son 2: Tater Tot

And those are just the main ones we use! I suppose you could say I have a nickname fetish because one is just never enough for me. I also call my hubby "Daye," son 1 "Bubbles," and son 2 "Tootle(s)"." Our dogs Bo and Chase have also succumbed to my affliction. They've learned to answer to: "Bozie," "Teddy Bo," "Chasie," and "Chasie Bug." As a matter of fact, it's really a rare occurrence to hear me refer to anyone by their actual given name. My extended family have not escaped either. I call my dad "Weezer," and my grandmother "Lucy Bell." My mom, of course, is "Gee" and my oldest brother is "Jimbob." Growing up we had the most lovable dog named "Andy." Did I ever call him that? Of course not! Around our house he was always "Drew Bucket." Don't ask why because I have no earthly idea. That's just who he was and that's that. Bam Bam, our Yorkie of 14 years, was "Beezie Bones." I know, it's nuts but I can't stop myself. So, if you want an alternative name that will stick like glue, let me know. I'm pretty good at it and will usually come up with one right away.