What's in a name?

Nabbalicious wants to know where my name came from. And thanks for saying it's pretty! I think so too. I have always loved my name.

I was named after someone. My dad's grandmother, one Genevieve Agnes. My dad's aunt is also Genevieve, but I don't know what her middle name was. My dad's sister is Genevieve May. And I am Genevieve IV, aka Genevieve Lynn.

My aunt is called Gigi. My dad calls her Genevieve, though, and confuses the whole family, including me and Gigi. Once, when I was over at my aunt's house, some sales guy called for Genevieve and my cousin handed the phone to me.

When I was about 6, I thought my name was too long and too hard for other kids. I wanted everyone to call me Evie. My mom said no. And I'm glad that she did. Evie is cute, but Genevieve is much more elegant.

I also love that my name is pretty in French, too. It's just a coincidence that I speak French. No one else in my family does. When I was in third grade, they started after-school French classes at my school, and my mom signed me up. It stuck with me. The only thing that's annoying is that I do not have an accent on my name when written, but in French it does. So whenever someone has to write my name, I have to say "Genevieve-sans-accent." And they think that's crazy. Most of my French friends write it with the accent. That's OK, but even in French, I write it without the accent.

Also, a tip to all the people who ask when they first meet me if they can call me "Gen"? The answer is no. People generally introduce themselves as what they want to be called. I know my name is long. Deal with it. I don't mind if people I know call me Gen, but you need to get to know me before that.