Melon and I have certain terms of endearment that I don't feel as though the 'normal' person would understand. He flirts like a third grader and name calling is pretty much essential. On the other hand, my quirkiness picks up another level. Here's what I call the 'dummy conehead'. It was brought to life by my husband wearing a particular sweatshirt. In the morning he'll give me hugs and kisses before going to work. As he is leaving the last thing I see is his conehead, as demonstrated by me!
I look like a snowman.
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I love the secret terms of endearments that no one else would ever understand :) We have those ,too.
Sidenote: My hubby has a friend named Melon. Well, I don't think it's his REAL name but nonetheless... I know a melon ,too!
that's hilarious!! i don't really remember why i started referring to my husband as 'Melon' on here, but it works. although i don't really call him that in person... meh
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