“Crying is the refuge of plain women but the ruin of pretty ones.”
Joelle said at some point on January 24, 2008
I’ve never been much of a crier. People who’ve only met me in the last few years may beg to differ, but through a lot of my 20’s, I never really considered myself a crier. I’m emotional, for sure, I just didn’t cry much for a while. I wasn’t content with my life or anything… I was in my 20’s after all, but I just didn’t emote much in that way. All cried out, I suppose.
Anyway, in the last 2 or 3 years… mostly since I turned thirty-ish, I well up with tears at the weirdest things. Puppies mostly, but sometimes babies, which freaks me out colossally. Someone needs to forward my ovaries an urgent memo about that sort of tomfoolery.
But like I said, it’s mostly puppies. Puppies! Occasionally it’s tender father-daughter moments in commercials that are my tear trigger. You don’t have to be Freud to figure that one out, but what’s with the puppies?
Any Pedigree commercial can do it. Episodes of The Dog Whisperer. Pet Star on the Animal Planet. Some random weiner dog or french bulldog I pass while walking in the Farmer’s Market. What the hell? I totally don’t get it.
Yes, I want a dog, but I’m not obsessed about it or anything. I have plenty of other stuff going on. And it’s not like a burst into tears or get hysterical like some kind of a crazy person… my eyes just tear up a little. I’m not sad or anything, it’s happy tears. I think, anyway! Like, I’m so overcome with the cuteness it cannot be contained.
It completely vexes me that I have absolutely no control over this emotional response. It’s a small thing, but my hormones better step if they know what’s good for ‘em. 
(Title courtesy of Oscar Wilde)
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from Phoenix
I love a good cry now and again, and I’m a manly man, sorta.
from LA
Don’t worry, you’re not alone. Those puppy commercials get me as well. I just don’t know what it is about them, but man, the tears sure can flow.
from Michigan
The puppies don’t do it to me, but I tear up at the weirdest things! Like my family sitting down for Thanksgiving dinner or hearing someone is pregnant...even someone I don’t know. Just about anything can make me tear up anymore. I get overwhelmed thinking about my friends and family and how much I love them. I mean, I have always been emotional, but not like this. Like the tears are CONSTANTLY just below the surface and the littlest thing brings them right up to the top.
from San Diego, CA • Cocktail: slightly dirty Grey Goose martini
@Tina: yeah! I can relate to that, too… lol.
@LA Blogger Gal: well, puppies rule!
@Shell: hehe. Manly men can cry, too. That’s perfectly fine with me!
I finally had to stop watching The Dog Whisperer for that very reason. I can’t watch Animal Rescue, or Animal Emergency Vet, or any of that animal stuff. And I’m quite a bit older than you--and I think it just gets worse as you get older!
from Dallas
If you REALLY want a weiner dog...I’ll ship you one of mine.
He’ll make you cry...out of abject frustration.
Evil little bugger. EEEEEVIL.
Yet, I adore his squishy butt and continue to do his bidding.
It’s definitely true what they say about doxies, they’re BRILLIANT at ‘training’ their masters.
And, I am the same way (with the tears), I used to be this tough, no-nonesense woman...until I hit thirty. I can’t watch ‘A Baby Story’ or any of that other ‘feel good’ stuff any longer. Heck, I cried for two hours the day that my brother and sis-in-law finally found out they were expecting twins after seven years of failed attempts to conceive...and I have continued to cry daily as I shop non-stop for the mom-to-be and the matching ‘lima beans’. I’m gonna be a complete wreck the day they finally arrive.
But, as for having my own? Not gonna happen, man.
I like to do odd things like… go to a sad, sad movie by myself all cuddled in sweats, curl up in the back of the theater by myself with some popcorn and a diet coke and just cry my heart out. Last sad, sad movie I went to by myself? Bella.
Since having kids, I can NOT go see and hold a newborn baby in the hospital without those tears you’re talking about. I’m totally rational until I get my hands on the baby and then I’m a blubbering fool. Where do they come from? It’s kinda weird.
I think you’re right about it being a 30’s thing… thats when it started happening for me, too.
from puppyville
You’re not alone in puppyville. They make me cry too.
from San Diego, CA
well I can understand completely too. And how honest. I’m in a life changing period ( looking for new job, new direction) in my life so I think my crying was from stress. I’m mostly a cat person but anything on the Animal Planet makes me teary or pissed when people do harm to animals.
Babies? I don’t want any right now but they make me all mushy inside. (damn clock ticking). So many friends and even flickr contacts are having them everywhere I turn. So honey you’re not alone. I teared up the other day over someone winning a vacation trip by wonderful donations.
from San Diego, CA • Cocktail: slightly dirty Grey Goose martini
@Cindi - It’s not the rescue stuff that bothers me. I’m ok with that. It’s the CUTE stuff. haha! Now, the rescue stuff I could totally understand. That’s hard stuff to watch…
@Jerilyn: oh, he looooooves you with his terror.
@lani: I go to the movies alone, too, sometimes.
@jen: Thanks! it’s nice to know I’m not alone in this. It’s very disconcerting. lol.
Two words for ya: L’il Brudder.
Whenever you come to Dallas, you can love up on Monroe and Brewster anytime.
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