The Art of Spooning

I’m not all that affectionate with guys, even with boyfriends, and I think PDA’s are lame, but there’s nothing I like better than a good spoon.

Spooning makes me feel all warm inside, like a cozy cup of cocoa on a chilly winter’s eve. Too much?

One morning, I was in bed with a guy I had taken home the *very* drunken night before. We were just laying there, face-to-face and disgustingly dehydrated, and that’s always a very awkward thing when you haven’t brushed your teeth and don’t even remember where the hell he came from in the first place. Oh, I remember….the bar.

Anyway, I turned over on my side, my back facing him, in hopes it would alleviate the awkwardness, and that’s when I felt The Spoon take over. The warm embrace of two people who barely know each other, but somehow feel comfortable enough to wrap their unclothed bodies around one another like a cute little pretzel. I was instantly calm again. And then, as we laid there in the silent thick of Spoon, he said the most adorable thing:

“I wish they made beds that made it easier to do this. My arm f*cking hurts.”

A thought so eloquently put. But really, this guy was certainly on to something here. So on, in fact, that he will be happy to know, that there IS such a bed! Another frustrated spooner named Mehdi Mojtabvi has created The Love Mattress for all of our spooning needs. Read More »