Back when the husband and I were still dating, we were spending a hot summer night on the baclony of my apartment enjoying some cold beers, just talking and watching the world go by. We were talking about nicknames for each other and the conversation got pretty funny.
At the end, we decided on Bagel and Cream Cheese. Why, you ask? Well, the way Keith defined it was "You're the bagel because you have a hole and I'm the cream cheese because, well, you know".
Ah, isn't he romantic?
The next morning we were having morning coffee and talking about what kind of Cream cheese Keith could be -- strawberry...garden veggie...chives and onion....or original. Then he asked me what kind of bagel I wanted to be. I just stared at him blankly and he said, "You might not know what kind of bagel you are, but to me, you're my Everything Bagel".
And that, my friends, is how the corny nicknames ended up sticking around.
Aw, what an oddly sweet story!
ReplyDeleteAwww! I love your Keith stories :)
ReplyDeleteGood first blog!