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Over the weekend one of my friends got married (!).  It was beautiful.  It was adorable.  There was so much love throughout the weekend.


But this post isn't about that.

My friend who tied the knot, Kelly, is my friend who has more nicknames for me than anyone else!

Does anyone have nicknames for you?

If most of my friends call me anything other than Lisa, I'll usually get Lis.  Which is strange because if someone calls me Lis, even if I don't know them that well, I'll get a warm, fuzzy feeling.  An uber driver I had in Nashville called me Lis after a 15 minute drive.  We were immediately bonded.

But let's back up.  My sister, Karen, went through a stage in late middle school where she added an o to the end of everyone's name.  Mom-o didn't last long.  Mom put an end to it quickly.  Lisa-o didn't work so she called me Leo and I hated it.  I don't know why, but I did.  It went on for awhile because I obviously don't have the power of our mom, but it did eventually fade.  Thank you!  Dado stuck.  We still call our dad Dado.  He likes it ;)  (likes may be an exaggeration)

My maternal grandma always called me "my little Lisa."  I didn't mind this one at all.  I found it endearing.  

One of my co-workers just started calling me L, which is a new one.  I think she's still feeling it out, but I'm cool with it.

But what about the friend who got married?

Yep, she calls me Lis sometimes, little Lisa sometimes, and, usually written, but Lisa Lou.  Pretty sure my card asking me to be a bridesmaid was addressed to Lisa Lou.  And I know the thank you card she gave me was Lisa Lou :)

In Mexico I was often called Lisita.  "Ita" technically means little.  When you add ita to the end of a spanish word you're saying little whatever the word was.  For example, cafecito means little coffee.  Although usually if you add it to a name it's more of an endearment.

I kind-of love nicknames.  Except Leo.  Glad we buried that one.

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  1. I like the name Leo. I think I will start calling you that again! :)

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