I’ve come across a couple of blogs lately done by young couples in love.
They are at the “goofy-love” stage of their lives. Comfortable enough with each other that all guards are down. They are having fun being goofy.
The first is Crying Wife. This is video shot by a guy of his wife who just gets totally immersed in movie characters and cries at movies – a lot!
Of course, her husband his right there with his trusty video to put it all on Youtube.com. If you visit the site there is lots of reassurance that she is totally OK with him doing this.
The funniest thing to me is when she cries after a movie that most people won’t cry after: Star Wars, Back to the Future, Lord of the Rings… etc. It’s hysterical to hear her talk about how happy she is for McFly or Frodo! The best part is, she has an amazing sense of humor and laughs at herself when she sees these videos. She knows they’re online and is happy that her quirk can bring people entertainment.
The second instance of “goofy-love” is from Allie at Hyperbole and a Half. She and Boyfriend celebrated five years together yesterday. She wrote him this “poem”…
A poem by Allie Brosh
I like you.
Sometimes when you’re sleeping
I watch you
Did you know you make train noises in your sleep?
It would be weird if you knew about that and kept doing it anyway
I’m glad you found the toenail clippers yesterday
I thought you were lying when you said you didn’t move them. I still can’t be sure that you didn’t just plant them there so that you could conveniently “find them” and make me feel stupid for blaming you for their disappearance, but I’ll let it go for now.
Also, thank you for buying me chips yesterday
And for letting me eat parmesan cheese straight out of the container
Do you want to go see Avatar?
Boyfriend participates from time-to-time through Allie.
Goofy-love. Not that it’s missing from my life, it’s just not as frequent as it used to be. So we revert to emailing each other funny stuff, like this…
Knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock…
Micheal J. Fox
I guess we are at the “groaner-love” stage of life.