the secret to a happy relationship

As I was watching the news, before every commercial break they would say, "Stay tuned: A new study reveals an easy way to improve your love life." After hearing that once, I was committed, but after hearing it a few times, I couldn't wait to find out how to improve my love life. Finally, at the very end, just after the weather (it's going to be 70 degrees tomorrow) all was revealed about improving my love life: pet names.
That's right people! Studies show that couples who use "romantic nicknames" for each other are more satisfied in their relationship and are more happy together. King 5 News went on to encourage viewers that needed a little extra dose of romance to start using pet names.
I share this with you for multiple reasons:
1-In case you missed this King 5 News report and want to know what current research is defending
2-Ron calls me a myriad of pet names, examples: Pookie Bear, Pookie, Pook, Bear, Pink Bear, Fudgy Bear, Fudgy, Stinky, Stinks, etc. For many of these pet names there are songs that go along with them
3-I do return the "romantic nicknames" but really only by calling Ron: Honey, Honey Babe, Babe or Ronnie C
4-So that you all are aware of how happy we are together (studies can back this up, it's not just our opinion anymore)
and
5-News reports can no longer teach me anything about happiness in relationships...apparently we are doing it right! :)
Recently a couple of friends commented on the fact that Ron and I have "schmoopy pet names" and we are "that couple". I laughed at this but quickly acknowledged this to be true. I'm proud to be that couple. A few years ago I told my mom,
"I want to find a man who loves me so much that it makes me sick. I want to be so loved that I am physically ill."
I'm really happy to be loved so much it makes me sick...or at least it makes other people sick. I quite enjoy it! :)

confession:

Everytime I see the preview for Hannah Montana: The Movie, I think "I want to see that!" I understand that this is a movie (and character) targeted towards 8-14 year olds. I also know that this movie would not be considered a "good movie" or ever make it onto the Netflix que of most people over the age of 18. And truthfully, I don't think I could ever go see this in the theatre...but if I did, I would arrive late, sit as close to the exit as possible and leave quickly just before the credits role. I probably would never rent this movie at Blockbuster either. I would rent it at a Red Box. That way I would never have to admit to another human that out of all of the choices I have, I chose Hannah Montana: The Movie.
So, now you know. This is my moment of truth.