A few writers that I know give their husbands nick-names in their published works. It seems to give them character. An image usually comes to mind from the description. Like Pioneer Woman’s “Marlboro Man” conjures up images of a tall cowboy with a hat and chaps or Kathy Bohannon’s “Ninja Man” to me conjures up an image of a multitasking busy man. Beats plain ole “Hubby.”
So I started thinking. What would I call my husband? He’s tall, quiet, likes video games and Sci-Fi and sappy movies. And, just in case you are wondering, no…I do not like sappy movies. I can’t stand them.
Being the over-analytical person that I am, I tried to figure out why. I am a girl. Girls are supposed to like sappy movies, right? Then I got a phone call from my Mom. She has always been a super “peppy” and upbeat when she’s talking. When I was a kid, she could be screaming at us one minute and the phone would ring and she would answer with a syrupy sweet, “Hello?” as if nothing were going on around her. Nothing wrong with that. My sister and I still joke about that to this day. Of course, we would do the same thing but it was funnier with Mom.
I am thinking that my lack of favoritism toward sappy movies is somehow related to that sweet, syrupy tone. Deep down in my subconscious, it was a turn-off. Mom was always one to try go make things sound positive, even when they weren’t. For instance, “How about taking out the trash, would you?“
You can imagine what a teen would think under those circumstances. Eye roll. Gag. Leave me alone. I’m busy. Guess I just never got past it. Who knows….
So anyway, back to “hubby” nicknames or code names…which sounds better?
And, no, he doesn’t like sports. 😦