Background information: Ever since we started dating, my nickname for Gary has been "Friend". His nickname for me is "Love", and we call our dog "Rage" (no idea why).
Three and half years ago, when we moved into the area, we met a lot of new people at church. At the time, the bishop's daughter and her husband lived in the ward. Their last name was "Finlayson". I thought it was a delightfully fun word to say, and pretty soon, I started calling Gary "Friend-layson". Shortly thereafter, and before we actually met and got to know them, the Finlaysons moved away.
Flash forward three years. "Friend-layson" has pretty much become Gary's name to me. And Gary sometimes calls me "Love-layson" and we often call our dog "Rage-layson".
One day, I was chatting with the bishop's wife after church and she was telling me about her daughter's family coming to visit. "Maybe you know them," she said, "the Finlaysons." I immediately thought, "WHOA!! Finlayson?! That's just like Gary's name! What are the odds of that happ--- oh. wait. oh duh. The odds are 1."
Three and half years ago, when we moved into the area, we met a lot of new people at church. At the time, the bishop's daughter and her husband lived in the ward. Their last name was "Finlayson". I thought it was a delightfully fun word to say, and pretty soon, I started calling Gary "Friend-layson". Shortly thereafter, and before we actually met and got to know them, the Finlaysons moved away.
Flash forward three years. "Friend-layson" has pretty much become Gary's name to me. And Gary sometimes calls me "Love-layson" and we often call our dog "Rage-layson".
One day, I was chatting with the bishop's wife after church and she was telling me about her daughter's family coming to visit. "Maybe you know them," she said, "the Finlaysons." I immediately thought, "WHOA!! Finlayson?! That's just like Gary's name! What are the odds of that happ--- oh. wait. oh duh. The odds are 1."