Weirdest nickname ever. I've had a lot of nicknames affectionately given to me but my daughter tops them all.
One day Olivia started calling me Mommy Pastrami, simply because it rhymes - and I like pastrami sandwiches. It came out of nowhere.
I thought it was adorable and of course I respond to it. Then one morning, in the casual way of abbreviated Americans, she simply shortened it to Pastrami.
"Pastrami? Can I watch TV?" I heard the little sweet voice call out.
Without hesitation, I answered, and then I added, "Did you just call me Pastrami? Just Pastrami?"
"Yes," she giggled. Eight year olds.
"Pastrami loves you," I smiled back.
So there it is. I'm Pastrami now.
Pastrami is signing off now. See you on the next blog day.