One thing that is fairly standard in dating is the process of wooing. Some older folks may know it better as courting, but the intent is the same – to win the subject of the wooing recipient’s affection. Wooing while obviously somewhat individualized between two individuals does typically have some commonalities across the board. Wooing typically includes a lot of attention, compliments and any other number of gestures that show the woo-ee they are uniquely special to the woo-er.
As you can imagine, one does not get to the new forty and through three marriages without having experienced her fair share of wooing. Interestingly though, I never thought much about it – until now. You see, I am presently being seriously wooed by someone I really like and I have to say that I am absolutely loving it. As I experience this I find myself paying particular attention to the amount of commitment invested in the wooing of me.
Let’s face it, wooing someone like me – a habitual monogamist who has a relationship and marriage rap list that reads like Zsa Zsa Gabor’s Who’s Who of Husbands – has got to be a daunting task. Clearly it is not for the faint of heart. I automatically have to give credit to those who bravely make the effort (and the phone number of a therapist – what are they thinking?). The woo-ers I have encountered over the past year and a half (when compared to the current woo-er) , while very sweet on the whole, have been the equivalent of appetizers – tasty and temporarily filling, but that is it.
The current woo-er (the same great Jersey boy I spoke of in the blog – Serendipity) is putting forth an effort that is so much more than an appetizer, and even more than a meal – it is a darn smorgasbord. Which leads me to ask, “When a wooing effort is so far superior to the average effort, does it deserve to be called something different?” I have reflected upon this question and the obvious follow-up question, “Why does this effort so dramatically surpass other efforts?”
First things first. Wooing that reaches the smorgasbord level really needs to be referred to with its due emphasis as “WOO HOO!” And that “WOO HOO!” needs to be delivered with the boisterous appreciation it warrants.
Now to the more complex question – why are Jersey boy’s efforts worthy of a “WOO HOO!” I have had to really think about this. This is not an easy assessment. Is it just that the things he says and does are better presented or grander efforts? Or is there something else going on here – something more specific to his personality? Is it a combination of the two? Or perhaps it is something entirely different – perhaps it has to do with the recipient of the wooing. Could it be that the woo-ee’s level of interest in the woo-er is a factor in elevating the woo to “WOO HOO!”?
Seeing as this is my very first “WOO HOO!” experience – I don’t know how equipped I am to really evaluate why Jersey boy’s wooing is so superior. I do believe it will require deeper reflection and more happy experience with his “WOO HOO!” efforts. I’ll have to get back to you on this one.
Day seven hundred and forty-three of the new forty – obla di obla da