Well, if by "love" John Paul Young means "vomit" and "everywhere" he means, well, everywhere, then yeah, that about covers it. I really don't want to discuss the sights and sounds, though. I've had quite enough of that, thank you.
Luckily, Matthew's three-day barfing streak appears to have come to an end. Which is good, because I was getting really tired of the 3 a.m. laundry thing.
But seriously, what better way to say "I love you" than to spend three days cleaning up vomit and, um, that other-end thing that usually accompanies said stomach contents upending themselves on a regular basis? Yeah, it's official. I love the little guy.
Which brings me to this post: Random thoughts about love.
But first, I have one other important thing I need to say: I really hate the phrase, "You go, girl!" Like, really. I would be fine if no one said this to another woman, ever again.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Ahem... where was I? Love.
Love is not an obsession. It's not an intense attraction. It's not tear-your-clothes-off passion. Thank you, Stephenie Meyer, for confusing a generation of young women about what it means to love someone.
Love is not an obsession. It's not an intense attraction. It's not tear-your-clothes-off passion. Thank you, Stephenie Meyer, for confusing a generation of young women about what it means to love someone.
Soooo tired of people saying, when it comes to love, "It just happened." No it didn't. You made it happen. You chose to fall in love. In the same vein, if you are no longer "in love," you chose that, too.
We watched Star Wars, Episode III last night. Can anyone give me one good reason why Padme actually would have fallen for Anakin Skywalker? What's that? No one? That's what I thought.
I'm convinced that Shakespeare wrote Romeo and Juliet as a cautionary tale and not as some epic romance. Because otherwise he is the dumbest man who ever lived.
I heard a "love" song on the radio today. It included the lyrics "I hate you, I really hate you, so much that it must be true love" and "You're an a**hole, but I love you." If you're looking to analyze how relationships go south, I suggest starting with this song.
Pushing Daisies is one of the most romantic TV shows. You know why? Because the central love story involves two people who cannot (for reasons too complex to explain here) touch each other. It's amazing how much more romantic it is (and how much stronger the connection is) when a man and woman actually have to develop a relationship instead of just hopping into bed and thinking that counts for something. Also, the show features lots of pies. Mmm... pie.
I like Valentine's Day. There, I said it. I know there are a lot of cranks out there who like to look down on people for buying into the Hallmark hype, but I think it's nice to set aside a day for the sole purpose of telling people we love them.
And as long as we're talking about Valentine's Day, Conversation Hearts are not worthy of consideration for the Food Pyramid. I swear I once picked up a bag of the chatty candies that consisted of nothing but "Toilet Bowl Cleaner" flavor.
Godiva chocolate, on the other hand...
Speaking of love...
We watched Star Wars, Episode III last night. Can anyone give me one good reason why Padme actually would have fallen for Anakin Skywalker? What's that? No one? That's what I thought.
I'm convinced that Shakespeare wrote Romeo and Juliet as a cautionary tale and not as some epic romance. Because otherwise he is the dumbest man who ever lived.
I heard a "love" song on the radio today. It included the lyrics "I hate you, I really hate you, so much that it must be true love" and "You're an a**hole, but I love you." If you're looking to analyze how relationships go south, I suggest starting with this song.
Pushing Daisies is one of the most romantic TV shows. You know why? Because the central love story involves two people who cannot (for reasons too complex to explain here) touch each other. It's amazing how much more romantic it is (and how much stronger the connection is) when a man and woman actually have to develop a relationship instead of just hopping into bed and thinking that counts for something. Also, the show features lots of pies. Mmm... pie.
I like Valentine's Day. There, I said it. I know there are a lot of cranks out there who like to look down on people for buying into the Hallmark hype, but I think it's nice to set aside a day for the sole purpose of telling people we love them.
And as long as we're talking about Valentine's Day, Conversation Hearts are not worthy of consideration for the Food Pyramid. I swear I once picked up a bag of the chatty candies that consisted of nothing but "Toilet Bowl Cleaner" flavor.
Godiva chocolate, on the other hand...
Speaking of love...
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A guy I know told me he was annoyed that his YSA Bishop invited him to get married within a year. He said he took offense to that. When asked why, he said he didn't want to settle.
The rest of the night, I pointed out the stellar attributes of every girl we knew and said, With her, you wouldn't be settling.
He argued that he always figured that he'd be head over heels in love when he married.
The poor kid. He's waiting for a moment. He's waiting for a fantasy. He's waiting. And he'll continue to wait, because love isn't magic.
If he wants to be head over heels, he could be, when he makes it happen.
When he instead demonstrates compassion, sincere interest, concern for her well-being, desire for her success and championing her along the way, and then lapping up the intensity of the relationship when she does the same.
I completely agree about love and Conversation hearts. What is with the toilet bowl cleaner flavor? Makes you wonder. Marshall loves them, but give me chocolate! And I wish "Pushing Daisies" hadn't been cancelled. Mmmm.... pie.
Seriously with you on the Anakin Skywalker thing. The kid was frighteningly unstable- how is that attractive?
You know, Katie, I have been contemplating this head-over-heels concept a lot lately. I am fascinated by how we have gone from times when people had arranged marriages (many times to complete strangers) and ended up loving each other to modern times when marriage happens because you love each other and ends in divorce because you hate each other. Have you seen the movie "Arranged"? It's the story of two friends - an Orthodox Jew and a Muslim woman, both headed for arranged marriages in modern-day NYC. Really great movie and some good food for thought on what marriage and love actually mean. You can stream it on Netflix.
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