Much hilarity ensues.

So, let's say you have a lover over to your place, and there's a bookshelf near where you're making hot, sweaty, passionate luurv. You're on the bottom, and your partner is on top. What is the likelihood that after that special moment, as you are remembering to fill your lungs calmly with cool air, you open your eyes to find your lover not gazing at your face, or drooping a bit catching his/her breath, but instead checking out the books?

*cackle* There was so much laughter last night it was almost painful, but the good kind of pain for all involved.

Another wonderfully hilarious moment:

I wore some simple make-up at his request. I had to buy eye-shadow - I rarely wear any make-up at all. Later that evening:

Him: 'It's not that I think you need the make-up, you're very pretty without it.'
Me: 'Thanks.'
*cracks up, then shares:*
Me: 'It's not that I like the way make-up looks on you, but more that I like the way the mascara looks rolling down your sad face when you cry.'

I'm laughing just retyping it. (it might be 'you had to be there' moment, but I thought some here might laugh. Also, now it's written down so I don't forget it.)