Schmoop: Overrated or Secret Passion?

I began my day today with an interesting conversation with my girlfriend, Amy. Amy has been in a long-distance relationship for a while, now, with a really great guy. He is coming in for a visit in a couple weeks and as we were discussing the visit, we got into a deep and intriguing conversation about the concept of "schmoopiness" and how it can affect a relationship.

First, let me define "schmoop". Schmoop (n.) has been defined as: "Flowery prose designed to make people all warm and fuzzy inside; may include actions as well, but, only if they are especially cheesy in nature" (Copyright 2005: Amy). For the majority of the population, schmoop is generally experienced from female to male. But, there are those men out there that enjoy and use schmoopiness to quite an extent.

Second, let me explain the difference between Amy and I. I adore schmoop. I am schmoop to the core. I ooze schmoop. Amy finds herself a tad uncomfortable with it and definitely has a personal schmoop deficiency, although she is actively working on it. It is these differences that bring to the table what I call "Murphy's Law of Schmoop". People who enjoy schoop do not receive it. People who don't necessarily enjoy it do receive it. WTF?

So, I posed the question to her: "What if two schmoops get together?" Her response, "They would turn into two giant blocks of cheese." Interesting visual. I guess what she is implying is that it would be serious schmoop overload and the relationship would begin to mold. Ewe.

I have to admit, though, I have a really hard time believing that there is a bit of everyone that enjoys being the schmoopie (not necessarily the schmooper). We all love to hear good things about ourselves, especially when they come from people that we care about. There is a schmoop inside all of us. I know it. Even you guys who say, "That's gay." You love it. Embrace it. Get over yourselves and enjoy it when someone acts a little cheese. It may just make your day.