Gypsy Lover

Relationships are a funny thing. Everyone has the perception of relationships as being these beautiful experiences, but I think it's kind of hard to see the beauty in something that can make you feel like your on top of the world in one moment, and then at an all time low in the next. To rectify my point, we'll use the event of a relational date to show the emotional roller coaster of a relationship. This is not a first date, this is a relational date, lets say of one year. You go to pick up your significant other (this is way past the point of butterflies because this is date number 237) and you wait outside for her to come and get in the car (going to her door ended at date 102). Excitement level is high because you do actually like your girlfriend, and you do enjoy spending time with her. She walks out and she's wearing an outfit that she thinks is trendy but actually makes her look like a blind gypsy. Excitement level low because you realizes that when you are sitting across the table from her it's going to look like you scheduled an appointment with your fortune teller at chili's. You push the thought of dating a fortune teller out of your mind and you go to chili's. Excitement level high because you love molten lava cake. Your waiter walks up and of course, why wouldn't Brad Pitt be your waiter? Excitement level low because you assume that every time he talks to her he's hitting on her, and on top of that, you are dating a girl that has never met a stranger so she wants to know all about the waiter and be his new friend (disclaimer: guys don't like this when you are on a date, no matter what commitment level you and your significant other are, we don't like you talking to guys in front of us, don't know why; we just don't. We may tell you that it doesn't bother us to seem like we never get jealous, but we're lying). To save time, I'm going to skip the roller coaster of a delicious desert, choosing a movie, and seeing a ridiculous chick flick that you conceded to, and we'll go straight to the end of the date. You pull up to her house, half asleep because Ryan Gosling and his Notebook put you pretty close to a coma, and walk her to the door. You tell her what a wonderful evening you had, and you kiss her goodnight. Excitement level all time high because in that moment you realize how lucky you are to have such an amazing girl in your life and that every low point of the evening doesn't compete with the thought of how lucky you are to have the possibility of spending the rest of your life with one of God's greatest creations.



Now how do you not see the humor in that last sentence? Even though you're falling for her, she's still dressed like a Gypsy.