Son1’s first ‘real date’ was when we still lived up north.
Husband had the privilege of being the chauffer. On the way
home from dropping the young lady off, Husband teasingly referred to the girl
as ‘Smoochie Blue’ because he couldn’t remember her name (and she had been
dressed in blue.)
The name stuck as a catch all phrase meaning any girl they
happened to encounter.
As in: Check out the Smoochie Blue standing over there. Or,
Smoochie Blue at 9 o’clock.
I guess it was rather sexist, and I should have discouraged
it, but it wasn’t done with malice. It was just a funny ‘family–ism’ (and we have
MANY!)
When we were moving, the boys were very unhappy at the
prospect of leaving their friends so Husband started spinning tales about all
the Smoochie ORANGES there would be
in our new home state.
He also pointed out they don’t wear heavy coats in
subtropical climates!
Wink wink, nod nod.
(Okay, okay, I
should have put my foot down, but I still say it has comedic value!)
I think it's great. We give names to people and not out of malice (well, not all the time)! Plus if we don't know someone's name we sometimes call them (between ourselves) a part of their car number. Like someone we call Elsie as the number has LC in it!!
ReplyDeleteSmoochie Orange just doesn't have the same ring as Smoochie Blue.
ReplyDeleteI agree with CJ. Orange just doesn't have that same ring. Stick with those family-isms, though. They can be priceless.
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