tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11803058.post1917254381608293537..comments2009-02-27T13:16:31.396-06:00Jeffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13868852480996815442noreply@blogger.comBlogger40125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11803058.post-60624219164168331682009-02-27T13:16:00.000-06:002009-02-27T13:16:00.000-06:00Here is a site that lists over 4,000 songs that have female names.<BR/><BR/>http://everysongsaboutagirl.com/everysongsaboutagirl.comhttp://everysongsaboutagirl.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11803058.post-57513916277815751592008-04-01T10:28:00.000-05:002008-04-01T10:28:00.000-05:00Regina can be made to rhyme with a female body part and that's just not fun for a grade schooler, Mom.Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16075495407192340894noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11803058.post-83012779132270520452008-03-27T20:15:00.000-05:002008-03-27T20:15:00.000-05:00<I>Michelle, my belle.</I><BR/><BR/>My parent's friends would sing this to me...creepy!<BR/><BR/>My friends always tried to give me nicknames: Shelly, Mitch (you see where that would go), Chell, Missy (see below). I always said, "My name is Michelle." And wouldn't respond to anything else.<BR/><BR/>Others I have heard:<BR/>Lovely Rita meter maid (what is it with Beatles' songs?)<BR/>Ryan's cryin'<BR/>Sissy Missy<BR/>Gunner's Funner (yes, I really know someone named Gunner)<BR/>Chris is a priss<BR/>Jester LesterMichellenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11803058.post-50536696566236374972008-03-27T12:45:00.000-05:002008-03-27T12:45:00.000-05:00What a coincidence, I just did a post on all the things I have heard about my name through the years...<BR/><BR/>http://abfabgeek.blogspot.com/2008/03/thirteen-things-you-can-say-to-your.htmlRobinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01527123571625999061noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11803058.post-31842676893361895142008-03-27T11:31:00.000-05:002008-03-27T11:31:00.000-05:00As I mentioned in my blog a while back that all 5 of us were given 2 names when we were born, one is Vietnamese and the other is American. One is for school (formal) and one is for home. Don't ask me why but that's what Mom did. <BR/><BR/>Anyway, I didn't reveal in my blog of my "real" first name but my American name, anyway...I used my "real" name when I went to school. And it gets very confusing since nobody can pronounce it. I called to rent a room and my future roommate said "it sounds like Mr. T", so that's how it went for 4 years. <BR/><BR/>'Til this day, my hubbie (since we went to school together) gets confused as to what I'd like to be introduced to his friends. So he just calls me "oh you!" like that Seinfeld episode.wayabettyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06993697296070707945noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11803058.post-49478681644941631512008-03-26T15:10:00.000-05:002008-03-26T15:10:00.000-05:00shieldmaiden96 - Doo-doo-doodoo-doo-doo-doodoo-doo-doo-doodoo-doo<BR/><BR/>bon bon - You must have been a bit ahead of your time. I don't think I ever knew any "Kandys" when I was a kid. Lucky for them ;b<BR/><BR/>jonnymommy - The poor kid. He didn't stand a chance.<BR/><BR/>nancy - Good for you. If you can't lick em, join em! Hmmm, can you still say that?Jeffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13868852480996815442noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11803058.post-38864184595738028502008-03-26T14:29:00.000-05:002008-03-26T14:29:00.000-05:00Fancy Nancy Pants and Nurse Nancy was about as bad as it got, which is not too bad at all, considering. When I got older, I used that Nurse Nancy thing to my advantage ;)<BR/><BR/>Nancy in CTAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11803058.post-42667746063714953322008-03-26T09:17:00.000-05:002008-03-26T09:17:00.000-05:00I was called Lisa-Pisa. Har har....but the worst thing I heard was for some classmates whose last name was and is "Fluck."<BR/><BR/>Not kidding... at all.<BR/><BR/>Think of all the things that went with that!jonnymommyhttp://notesfromsmalltown.wordpress.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11803058.post-36943030048183861042008-03-26T00:09:00.000-05:002008-03-26T00:09:00.000-05:00the whole reason i blog as bon bon is to keep my real name, kandy, to a minimum. i'm the youngest of 3, all "k" names. my parents ran out of ideas after 2.<BR/><BR/>small children still give me the "how can you be a food? look." in grade school i got "whatcha taste like?" h.s. and beyond? well, this is a family blog so it's best i leave those to your imagination.<BR/><BR/>i think i'm much more likely to speak out for things then if i were a karen or a kathy...it's much like being the boy named sue. so, don't cross me, pal! 'cuz i'm no candy ass. ;o)bon bonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08222604600490116372noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11803058.post-86532374421623003522008-03-25T13:27:00.000-05:002008-03-25T13:27:00.000-05:00Noone made fun of my name as a kid, lucky for me I had lots of other things for them to make fun of, but I am now Mrs. Robinson and there is no end to the irritation THAT brings.<BR/><BR/>Oh yes, sing me the song. I am not a leopard print wearing cougar with a taste for college boys, but thanks.Shieldmaiden96http://www.blogger.com/profile/04673938377819957295noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11803058.post-44741601730133757312008-03-25T12:24:00.000-05:002008-03-25T12:24:00.000-05:00soapbox mom - Ah yes, I too am proud to be from the bizarro world of the midwest.<BR/><BR/>marie - Can't. Stop. My. Self... <BR/><BR/><I>Maria. I just met a girl named Maria.</I> <BR/><BR/>Hey, it's not as easy to resist as you'd think.Jeffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13868852480996815442noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11803058.post-40065294175882597482008-03-25T10:05:00.000-05:002008-03-25T10:05:00.000-05:00When I was growing up people would always belt out the "Maria" song from West Side Story. Errr... my name is Marie? Not Maria? Hello? The school kids called me Skinny Bone Jones (my last name was nothing close to Jones). When I got older I became known as The Brain.Mariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03289584923725420572noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11803058.post-22289144792727976712008-03-25T08:09:00.000-05:002008-03-25T08:09:00.000-05:00No, not a lot of Icky (that I remember, anyway) but a LOT of the picky. That's why Nicole ended up working a lot better...<BR/><BR/>And you're right, I chalk it up to the bizarre land of the midwest.<BR/><BR/>;-)soapbox momhttp://soapboxmom.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11803058.post-84356105704823679302008-03-24T20:40:00.000-05:002008-03-24T20:40:00.000-05:00heather - heather=heifer... hmmm. Well, some of the letters are similar so I suppose that makes perfect sense.<BR/><BR/>carla - I would have probably been the one calling you crayola. That sounds like my kind of humor. Where did Maude come from?<BR/><BR/>groovy mom - Damn, I'm not making the connection. Anyone else know who she's talking about?<BR/><BR/>karl - Believe it or not, I have to spell "Lee" every time I say it as well. Like there's SO many ways to spell it.<BR/><BR/>colin - Thanks. I enjoyed stopping by your blog. Keep up the good work!<BR/><BR/>gette - Hey, close enough for kids. What are you gonna do?<BR/><BR/>mrs r. - Where did you get the idea that high school students are more mature than elementary kids?<BR/><BR/>teri - Geez, I could have done better than that.... For instance, Teri is a scary hairy fairy named Larry. Duh.<BR/><BR/>mom thumb - Can't wait to read your "richard" post! Heh.<BR/><BR/>ve - Woah... that would have been a train wreck. Good save VE.<BR/><BR/>impetua - Too funny. (heh heh... she said bra... huh huh)<BR/><BR/>windyridge - Comedy gold there for sure.<BR/><BR/>julie - I was so skinny you could see my skeletal structure. I was called "Bones" way before Dr. McCoy was ever around.<BR/><BR/>julia - Awww :-)<BR/><BR/>teri - But how could you NOT sing that song. I mean really.Jeffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13868852480996815442noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11803058.post-40010733227029149252008-03-24T15:10:00.000-05:002008-03-24T15:10:00.000-05:00What about, "I'm not Lisa... my name is Julie?"<BR/><BR/>:)<BR/><BR/>Poor girls named Roxanne have to hear people try to emulate the raspy "Roooooooooxxxxxxanne! You don't have to put on your red light!"cathouse terihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02547258612468286876noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11803058.post-57259252961659926912008-03-24T15:08:00.000-05:002008-03-24T15:08:00.000-05:00(blushes)<BR/><BR/>...I do!<BR/><BR/>JD at I Do ThingsJuliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12637216169419014156noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11803058.post-73893647969641823652008-03-24T14:25:00.000-05:002008-03-24T14:25:00.000-05:00Dude. My name is JULIE. Enough said.<BR/><BR/>Not enough?<BR/><BR/>Bobby Sherman<BR/><BR/>OMS, look a Julia had to deal with that too! Oh, wow, I always thought an "a" would have solved my problems.<BR/><BR/>Well. Tall and thin.<BR/><BR/>If I never hear another basketball or weather up there comment I will die a happy woman...Julie Pipperthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03169574697104642479noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11803058.post-86494967014267251742008-03-24T14:19:00.000-05:002008-03-24T14:19:00.000-05:00I spent many years in Ireland. I arrived at age 10 and left after I graduated college, so I was "The Yank" in high school, and they called me Looooooooor (for Loren or Lori)with what they thought was a heavy American (Texan/)accent. My maiden name is Milch so they called me Mush. Gee creative huh? But it was usually affectionate teasing so I never got to upset. There was a gal though whose last name was Garfinkle. We used to chant "One wrinkle of Garfinkle" on the bus. Go figure. We thought that was hilarious.Windyridgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18390232789014998792noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11803058.post-85023621718832475782008-03-24T12:29:00.000-05:002008-03-24T12:29:00.000-05:00My name is Debra. <BR/><BR/>It has the word "bra" in it, right there at the end. See that? Right there. You can't miss it. <BR/><BR/>You, and every pre-teen boy I ever went to school with. Yay for me!<BR/><BR/>Also, "Debra" is very much like "zebra", only with a "d" at the front instead of a "z." This passed for hilarity throughout elementary school. Until of course the advent of puberty when all the boys immediately lost their minds.<BR/><BR/>This is not why I am a lesbian, but it certainly didn't help your case much, fellas. :)Impetuahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15354915621349760545noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11803058.post-58466348154244418282008-03-24T11:51:00.000-05:002008-03-24T11:51:00.000-05:00My mother suggested that my son Harrison take my grandfather's first name for his middle. That would have made him Harrison Richard. Shorten both of these and you quickly see that wasn't an option. Glad I'm smarter than that...VEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00730956006290504616noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11803058.post-21075748145221952502008-03-24T10:48:00.000-05:002008-03-24T10:48:00.000-05:00My maiden name was Castleberry, and my first husband was Horak. His brother commented once, when we were all squished together in the car, he next to me and me next to the door, that I was 'stuck between a Horak and a hard place.' Ha ha. <BR/><BR/>As for Richard, I will be doing a post soon about an infamous pirate whose name was Richard Noir. Extrapolate . . . well, you can read the post.Mom Thumbhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15191483830587029419noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11803058.post-28066283343369911782008-03-24T10:01:00.000-05:002008-03-24T10:01:00.000-05:00Jeff-furry Lee! <BR/><BR/>I have never been one to be teased. I don't know why. Some people just get targeted. Even as adults. I've noticed that they just get teased mercilessly, even by friends. Why is this? Because they react so strongly? Could be. <BR/><BR/>At any rate, the best they could come up with for me was "Teri is a fairy!" Like... what girl would find it an insult to be called a fairy? *shrug*<BR/><BR/>People are dumb.cathouse terihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02547258612468286876noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11803058.post-66081245646103009862008-03-24T09:49:00.000-05:002008-03-24T09:49:00.000-05:00If you change the last letter in my first name to an "i," you have something that rhymes with "weinie."<BR/><BR/>You would think people would get sick of that after elementary school, but it lasted all the way through high school. Good times.Mrs. Rhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04700774703942538682noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11803058.post-80733421467379605532008-03-24T09:33:00.000-05:002008-03-24T09:33:00.000-05:00My last name had a german au=ow. So it sounded like "cow" Hilarious, I guess.Gettehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16353094400938089023noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11803058.post-37580657082669036922008-03-24T08:06:00.000-05:002008-03-24T08:06:00.000-05:00Lol , I have written a post on Name Travails recently .Check it out <BR/><BR/>http://colin-randomravings.blogspot.com/Colinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05778013969215133254noreply@blogger.com