Monday, February 14, 2011

When Your Heart Hops, Skips or Jumps a Beat

I'm tired of people trying to define love.

Love is inexplainable. It isn't a math problem. You can't just say, "I love X because they have Y and Z."

Otherwise everyone would love me. Because I'm the total package: looks, brains, abs, punctuality and humility.

It goes without saying that we all like people who are kind, attractive, thoughtful or have huge boobs. It is human nature - and saying that is why you love someone is obvious.

Love shouldn't be explained or quantified. It should happen. It should be a thousand tiny reasons that you yourself don't even realize.

So while I am sure your boyfriend or girlfriend is nice, and funny, and attractive, I hope they also wake you up at 1:30am to ask how a T-Rex would jump rope with those tiny, stupid arms.

Because my wife does. And that is more of a reason to love her than anything you'll find on a candy heart.

Unless that candy heart says something about huge boobs.

Happy Valentine's Day


Tanya said...

That is the funniest thing ever!! I love your wife, too!

Sarah said...

that was possibly the most adorably sweet post you've made so far. barf.

Moooooog35 said...

Wait wait wait.

In this equation is "Y" and "Z" certain types of forbidden sex acts? Because that totally brings math to the forefront here.

Emma said...


Narm said...

Tanya - you two scare me

Sarah - I'll never let it happen again. Promise.

Mooooog - If you haven't heard of a Y Job then I'm not going to be one that tells you.

Emma - Thanks

Ana Laura said...

Jajajaja, I loved it. Great Valentine's post :D