my life is so void of affectionate words that I am pathetically admitting that I actually liked when the woman bagging my groceries today called me "Sweetie" three different times as I dug for my discount card and paid for my things. I used to HATE when strangers would call me "Sweetie" or "Hun", made me cringe even. Annoyed me. But tonight, even though I know everyone who goes through her check-out line is sweet, I realized I was anticipating if she might manage to squeeze it in a fourth time.