There is a subdivision in our township called “Sugarbush.” Honestly, how did they come up with that name?
Man: We’ve closed on the property, and we’ve hired an engineer to plat it. Now to find the investors to back the spec houses and we’ll have our very own neighborhood.
Woman: pouting Will you name it after me, Sweetie?
Man: I’ll name it anything you want, Sugarbush.
Sugarbush. Might not want to use it when you have company over. Still, I love it.
Bummer I won’t get to use it.
(Bonus: It’s a lot better than Stockfisch. Though, perhaps, not quite as accurate, either…)
Oh, yeah, Sugarbush. I’ll remember that. Keep an eye out, though, for her worthless brother, Sugarloaf. He’s a fetishist, and some women wryly call him Sugarfoot.
Assuming by “Honestly” you meant “honestly” - a sugarbush is an area of maple trees which yield the sap to make maple syrup. There’s a ski resort in Vermont by that name.
As a nickname though…I don’t think I would use it in public!
My last girlfriend had strong objections when I called her “sweetness.” Didn’t like the sound of it, she said. Joking, I asked her “How about ‘fuck-monkey?’”
Thereafter, she whipped that one out in public at any opportunity-- “Either ‘He calls me his fuck-monkey’”, or she’d casually refer to me as “the fuck-monkey.”
I don’t mean with comfortable mutual friends that we’d come up from school with, either. I’m talking about during introductions to the next-door-neighbors that she barely knew. Then she’d laugh like a wendigo when everyone blanched and I did my best to become invisible.
When I saw that you live in MI, I realized that I know exactly the place you’re talking about. It used to be a horse farm called Sugarbush and I used to take horseback riding lessons there. I noticed when I went past that way a while ago that they had gotten rid of the stables yet kept the name Sugarbush for the housing development. Small world.
Copied from an IM coversation I had with the wife a moment ago:
Her: ok…I’m gonna go next door for a cup for tea.
Me: Okiee doke, Sugarbush, you have fun. Love you!
Her: Love you too!
Results of the experiment: No reaction.
Of course, I’m constantly calling her a different ultra-cutsie nickname, anything from honeydoodle to boo-boo-kitty-fuck, so she might not be the best test subject.
Here’s hoping for an improvement in your situation, js.
