An Ode To My Peaznut...

Well, by now you all are probably wondering exactly what a "Peaznut" is and the origins of the term. You see, when my sister, who's real name is Meghan, and I were little kids, our mom was a teacher at the same elementary school that we went to. When I was in kindergarten and 1st grade, mom would sometimes drive me to school and park the car right by where the high-schoolers got off the bus each morning. Each morning, mom would kiss me good-bye right in front of them and say something to the effect of: "Have a good day Peanut!" or "I love you Peanut". Nevertheless, whatever she said to me as we parted each day involved her calling me "Peanut". So eventually, the high-schoolers began to make fun of me each day after my mom was out of sight...by mimicking what my mom would say and calling me "Peanut". If they saw me in the halls (the school was K-12) they would say: "Hi Peanut" or "I love you Peanut". Looking back on it, these high-schoolers probably thought it was harmless fun picking on a little girl...but it was rather traumatic for me (well, kinda but not really).

Meghan wasn't in school at this time, but mom also called her "Peanut" on a regular basis. So instead of going to therapy over this, Meghan and I have now fully embraced the term, and in our habit of making fun of mom, we're known to each other and the world as "Big Peaznut" (me) and "Lil' Peaznut" (Meg). Somewhere along the line we added the "z" in the middle.

So this post goes out to Lil' Peaznut. Thank you for always answering the phone when I call...and not hanging up on me when I'm in the midst of a nervous breakdown and crying uncontrollably like a big fat cry baby. Thank you for truly understanding me and having the same mind-set and sense of humor as me. You make me laugh and you make me thankful everyday that you're not only my little tiny Peaznut sister, you're my best friend and I LOVE YOU SO MUCH IT HURTS!!!

Being a peaznut means we're two nuts in the same salty shell.