We are like two bumps on a log. My husband and I.

My husband would say to me about right now, "Being called a bump on a log is not a compliment."

I would respond, "You know what I mean."

My husband has become an expert at translating Ninette. He has logged over thirty years of time perfecting all forms of Ninette, written, verbal, and non-verbal. It has been a requirement of the job.  Since I grew up in a home where my parents' first language was not English, veering off the beaten path when it comes to colloquialisms is par for the course.

Ha, did I just use those two phrases correctly?

When I say we are two bumps on a log, we are inseparable. We are strong. We are enduring.

Sounds like a compliment to me.