My brother describes love like this: "It's happy, happy uh-oh." |
This morning we got into a discussion about the movie Red Eye. When you
trailer, it starts out like a romantic comedy, and then the happy music
something dark and sinister, and you think, uh-oh, something's not right
Lisa Reisert (Rachel McAdams) meets Jackson Ripner (Cillian Murphy) in an
He comes to her defense against a complaining fellow flyer; he's witty,
charming, and good-looking enough to be attractive, but not so
good-looking that you
would become suspicious of why he's paying any attention to you if you
were in her
place. (Even beautiful women can be insecure about their looks.) You can
her thoughts. Finally! A decent man in this world!
Keith and I were crawling around on the floor at the office one day trying
the phone jack, so we could switch his phone to a better one that didn't
pop and sound like it was transmitting garbled messages from Mars.
Keith stands up and says, "There's got to be an easier way to do this." He
the old phone on his desk and starts fiddling with the line on it.
The line disappeared into the back of the phone as if it were built into
I say, "I think that thing's stuck in there permanently."
He gives me a would-you-get-real look and says, "Nothing's permanent. Not
marriage, and certainly not this phone line." A few moments later, when
the back of
the phone snaps off to reveal a compartment for the jack, he proves his
ha! Told ya!"
"There's a cynical dude" you would think, and which of course, I did
think. But in
all likelihood, he'd recently smacked into the uh-oh half of happy,
been there, you've been there, we've all been there.
You know that feeling, girls and boys. You're breathless, happy, jittery,
warm inside. He buys you roses just because, calls you every night, does
things to make you smile, and makes you feel like you're the most special
Then a few weeks go by, and the phone calls dribble down to three or four
When you question him about it, he not so politely tells you there's more
life than you. You haven't seen flowers since spring, and that was one
growing out of a litter-strewn ditch. He yells at you to quit standing in
the damn television because he can't see the game. "And where's my damn
And then one morning you wake up on your birthday, which he has dutifully
house for work and forgotten, and scream, "Holy hell, I'm with the King
assholes. How the crap did that happen?"
Our heroine, Lisa, discovers it a bit sooner. As the movie progresses, a slow
devious change takes place in Jackson, until it gets to the point where
literally feel her stomach sink, and you know she's reached the uh-oh part
In real life, the uh-oh part isn't quite as harrowing as the movies,
might oftentimes feel as if it is. No, in real life, the uh-oh of love is
when you discover the person you're with isn't the person you started out
with - okay,
so maybe it is a little like the movies.
"Sure, Baby, you can go out drinking all night long with your friends.
curl up on the couch with a book like a good girl while you go out and
everything wearing butt-peeking skirts. Have fun!"
You make your buddies pea green with envy when you talk about how wonderfully
understanding your gal is, and how she doesn't mind you running around at
with the guys. Then one morning you stumble in around three, and she's
there in curlers and a flannel nightgown, tapping her toes with a look on
that would send a killer bulldog with rabies scurrying for safer ground.
"Where in the hell have you been? And who with?" she growls through
Good-bye happy, happy, hello uh-oh.
Every human being on the face of the earth has experienced happy, happy uh-oh
moments in every relationship they've been in.
So how on earth do some couples stick it out for fifty years or more?
They've found someone they can live a happy, happy uh-oh life with.
If you can still love someone furiously, deeply, tenderly, even when
you're so mad
you feel like picking up a shovel, whacking them in the head, and then
in the backyard with it, you've found your mate for life. Those of you who
I mean have found it. Those of you who don't – well - move on and keep looking.