When we were in Pre-Cana (the Catholic version of marriage prep), our counselor/deacon asked us why we wanted to marry each other. We had a litany of answers, ranging from common interests, common goals (kids, family, academic careers, etc.), love and respect for each other, etc., and the deacon told us that we had very thoughtful answers compared to other couples. For instance, he told us, a lot of couples will simple say, "he makes me laugh" and stop at that. And we all agreed that, yeah, perhaps there should be more of an answer there.
Yet, there are days such as right now when I realize that "he makes me laugh" certainly can help. I spent the day cleaning and decluttering our increasingly messy house (it's clean now!) and getting rather cranky, and all of a sudden, Tony turned to me and said (completely deadpan), "Didn't you want to see Transporter 3 in the theater? Cause I think you said so in your sleep." Which is the last movie I would ever, ever want to see. So I laughed and immediately felt less stressed. And, partly, I did marry him for that weird, sarcastic, dead-pan sense of humor of his.
Ok, this is a sentimental posting, but hey, I'm a newlywed. I still get mushy.