1)      Do you think Isabelle of Castile referred to Ferdinand of Aragon as Ferdy in the privacy of their chambers? (Why, yes, I did just realize that my spiffy new antenna on my TV catches PBS – what makes you ask?)  

2)      What would the world be like if everyone knew the pet names our spouses/significant others call us?

3)      I have no idea where the name Bun came from. It just seems to have sprung up in the coming and going of our daily lives together. We have postulated it came to him from my great love of coffee and all things coffee ( like our Bunn- o-matic coffee maker) or other my great love of all things Calvin and Hobbes ( Susie carries around a stuffed rabbit named Mr. Bun – a stretch I know). My own theory is that my husband makes up words all the time – and at some point some cutie sound evolved into the name Bun and here we are today with a blog and shit.

4)      I honestly don’t mind being called Bun – as I have never cared for my first name. Funny thing is I know when D calls me Casey – I’m in trouble. This is a very effective system.

5)      Does anyone out there have nickname/pet name that they prefer to their real name?