things that are okay when you’re in love
(No, I’m not announcing my retirement from being single. I’m just having one of those really random thought sessions that I have every minute of every day.)
This is probably going to be the least important thing you’ll read all day, but I was just thinking about it and furthermore, I’ve decided that whenever I have a thought that is at least mildly amusing (to me, and my definition of “amusing” is pretty lax), I’m just going to make a blog post about it. I figure this decision will last for at least two days.
So it’s sort of like a new year’s resolution, except in May.
A couple of days ago, I was having a conversation, which I do pretty regularly, to be honest, and somehow — I have no idea how, none at all — it got onto how food makes for good terms of endearment. Pet names. You know, when you love someone and you call them “pumpkin.” Stuff like that. (Please note: when you love me, don’t call me “pumpkin.”) And anyway, now I am wondering if any food counts, like if you can call someone any type of food item the right way and it will still be sweet and endearing, or if there’s a line somewhere. Personally, I think the line should be drawn at “I love you, my little haggis,” but maybe that’s just me.
Because I guarantee that if anyone calls me haggis, we’re going to have to fight about it.
So, here’s my question. Please answer.
Is there anything it is NOT okay to be called by the person you’re madly in love with if that person says it in a completely non-argument-starting, loving way? Be honest. Can anything work when said the right way?
And here’s another one:
Is there anything you secretly hope the person you’re madly in love with would call you, that you’re totally okay with admitting on the internet, thereby nullifying its status as a secret hope?
Personally, I keep getting stuck with “princess.” Four times in a row now. I’m keeping my fingers crossed that next time, I get “queen of everything.” You heard it here first.
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I’d say … “Snausage”, but I know Sweet Pea would disagree.
Our family friend is quite a large woman, and she always called her daughter “lambchop” or “cream puff” when we were growing up. I can honestly say that I could never take a love interest seriously were he to do this, but I’m not sure if it’s because food just naturally makes for bad nicknames, or if it was the amusing factor of a fat lady calling her daughter something tasty.
I’d like to think that anything can be said to/by someone that you are madly in love with and it’s OK, but I have no proof. In my experience, the whole nickname thing doesn’t work so well…maybe that means neither of us was madly in love?
From my perspective, I think I tend to associate someone’s qualities with enjoyable things. For instance…when someone sings, they might have the ‘voice of an angel’ or if they are looking particularly nice they might ‘walk down the street breaking hearts.’ I don’t dole these compliments out to just anyone, you see, these superlatives are held for special times.
I think that the thing that I’d value more than any nickname that someone could utter is if someone took as much genuine pride in my victories and accomplishments as I did in theirs. (’Proud as a peacock’ perhaps?) I think that’s OK, if you are in love.
I would like to be called muffin, or donut. Or jellybean.
As long as it’s a term of endearment (and a delicious snack) I’m okay with being called that.
I think food nicknames have to have a rhythm to them or be cute, no matter how enjoyable the snack. I’ve never heard anyone called nor called anyone “fudge brownie” or “lemon pie”. And no matter the delicousness of the food product, I think applying meat as a nickname is just wrong, even “lambchop” alhthough a long time ago there was a really cute puppet named Lambchop, so maybe this is an exception. You sure don’t want to call anyone meatloaf (ooops, actually that was on purpose, make your own connection).
I can never remember having a nickname, not ever, so I am not an expert in this area. I could say that my nickname was anniefay, but that happens to be my whole name. Most people call me Anne… and that’s OK, but it is not a nickname. I guess I am just too fierce to be messed with when someone is addressing me (giggle, giggle). But if I were to have sweet nothings whispered in my ear, then they could maybe call me Ms. Earle; or is that only if they are nasty, and in that case they aren’t getting close enough to me to call me anything. I’ll stick with Anne. Thank you very much.
This was a fun experiment. It made me smile/
Bad - Anything ending with -kins (wuvykins, snufflelumpkins, gag-me-with-an-f***ing-soup-ladlekins, etc.). Also, Steve. Don’t call me Steve.
Good - ‘Sweetie’ has a nice endearing simplicity to it. ‘Thor’ is good, too.
I think food nicknames should be limited to things that are actually sweet: cupcake, gumdrop…I got “gingersnap” once. Because you’re sweet like a cupcake is sweet, see?
Because not everything that’s tasty is necessarily a compliment. I don’t think I could make myself be flattered if someone called me chicken wing or marinara sauce or baby back rib.
I would not take “shrimp” as a compliment, no matter how much the complimenter liked shrimp.
Hmm. I have to say I think I would strongly resist being called, say - Fluffy. Or Puff, as in one of the sugar or cream variety. Those imagines bring more girth to mind than I would like having associated with myself in those special moments.
What WOULD I like to be called? Huh. You know (and this is totally not playing with the rules, because it’s not a food), but I can’t get over my fantasy of being called “darlin’”, complete with the Southern twang. Maybe it’s watching too much Sawyer on LOST that has brought this into fruition, but I don’t think so. I think it’s always been my secret desire
So, if you ever love me with a capital L, call me darlin’, and add in a little of the deep South. I’ll be yours.
Caryn — Hahahah yes, she would probably fight you about that. Of course I call her “pumpkin pie” I also call her “booger” though so it all evens out.
lengli — This is only marginally related to your comment but it made me think… lambchop. Better or worse than, say, porkchop?
Tony — What is your stance on “pleased as punch”?
tiff — Now I’m sitting here thinking about how I wish I had some jellybeans. I am blaming you.
Anniefay — Your nickname is “Jamelah’s Mom”.
Sir — I went to college with someone whose real name was Tim but he got everyone to call him Thor. I was always secretly amazed by that.
Lesley — I can see someone getting away with baby back rib, but only in certain cases, and he’d have to be REALLY charming about it. Kind of like if it was a joke. “Oh hahah, I’m calling you ‘baby back rib’ but it’s in a totally ironic way. I don’t mean it. Barbecue sauce.” On second thought, you’re right. Nevermind.
srah — Good point.
Elise — Oh my goodness gracious yes, I am so with you on the darlin’ thing. It has less to do with Sawyer and more to do with the fact that… well, it’s hot.
I tend to date men who like to be sarcastic a lot (go figure) and that usually means I get called ridiculous things. I would, however, draw the line at a meat product…or something like “my little eggs benedict”, because eggs benedict are disgusting, and I would think he hated me if he called me that.
I got called “moose” once. The explanation was, “I was trying to think of what animal you resemble.” This was not okay. But the way it was said and the person it was coming from did influence me to not get mad over it (and I am not above getting mad over being called “a moose”). So I guess that kind of balanced it out. Also, I was too shocked to be angry - shocked to find out that anyone could have thought that beckoning to one’s girlfriend with the word “moose” was a good idea.
Pleased as punch works equally well. Although alliteration and ‘p’ words are not a requirement. Happy as a clam. Beaming like the sun. They seem appropriate too.
i think that pretty much anything can function as a ridiculous pet name, as long as it’s said with the right kind of inflections.
this applies to children as well as people you want to bang. we call my nieces things like “little chicken-monkey” and “growler” and it’s all pure love.
Ma Gurl calls me Darling, but it’s more of a “Zsa zsa Gabor” “Dahhhling” than a southern Darling. I just naturally seem to call her Love. The funny thing is the only time we use our real names is when we are fighting.
#1) I wouldn’t want to be called “blood sausage” or “pork roll”. I think that would be it.
#2) I rather prefer Goddess Queen of the Universe. But that’s just me…
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