Yep, still doing this 30 Day Challenge thing. And only on day 11- 19 days to go!
That's ok, it keeps me from using my own brain to figure out what I'm blogging about.
Today's topic: Nicknames.
I never had a nick name growing up. You can't shorten Tonja to anything cute. I was such a scrappy kid that I guess someone could have called me TB- short for tomboy, and incidentally my initials at the time, but no one did.
I remember that in jr. high I tried to get my friends to call me "Tiger". Yeah, that didn't work out well.
But now that I'm an adult, a lot of the guys I know call me "Red".
Because that is normally what color my hair is. Even if there is someone around at work who has natural red hair, I get called Red, and they don't.
I find it funny.
Remember, it's just a ride.