zzzzuh! -noun
1. When a man, who is neither conventionally good looking, nor what you would ordinarily define as your “type,” walks into the room, and the moment your eyes lock, something in your brain screams, “Yes! I want to have your babies!”
That, my friends is the zzzzuh!, and there is no mistaking it.
This is going to be awesome.
That’s exactly how I met my husband. I walked into a room and saw him standing there, neither my type nor conventionally good looking. We locked eyes and I knew right then that if I didn’t make a move I would regret it. We had a one night stand that night. That one night stand, so far, has lasted 8 years.
Sounds like fun!!! I can’t wait to read more.
Makes me wonder what she means by awesome? What room did this guy walk into? Was this a bar or a restaurant? Or did this dude walk into a meeting? Is he a coworker? I don’t think so, because Fish probably wouldn’t categorize being hot for a coworker as awesome, but problematic. Then again, was it such a zzzzuh! that she’s throwing caution to the wind, which is odd, since I’ve always got the feeling she loves caution.
Either way, when she’s coy with the details it’s fun to theorize. Also, by adding more Zs to zzzzuh! does it increase it’s potency? Can there be a 3-Z zzzuh! or a 5-Z zzzzzuh!? At 10 Zs do pants start exploding? At 20 Zs do the babies just manifest themselves?
Mike, do you overthink a lot of things in life?
Fish, niiice.
I am going to need more information, but this sounds mucho exciting.
OOOOO I can’t wait to hear more about Mr. zzzzuh!!!
I love that feeling when you just know it is right. It somehow makes life seem perfect.
Oooh, sounds exciting. Can’t wait to read more.
Recently the same thing happened to me. It was someone I haven’t seen in 18 years but was a childhood family friend. I walked into the party, totally not my “type” either, locked eyes, something inside me said yes. We eventually kissed & something inside me said this is it. He felt the same & now we live together & we’re planning our elope. It’s as real as it gets. Everyday we lock eyes it still feels the same.
wow. I haven’t had that ZZZZUHH! in years. I am so ready to meet the next one.
congratulations, Fish. I hope this one is the one.
Wow.
I adore that feeling.
Good luck and let us all know how it is!
God, do I ever know what you mean! I’ve only met three of those sorts of guys in my life and I’m nearly 40.
I met my last Zzzzuh! guy by chance in a city across the continent from where I now live and he and I had the hottest four hours together I have ever known. I fell in love immediately and haven’t stopped loving him since.
He’s gone now. But somehow, someday…..we’ll have our own “Before Sunset” and “Before Sunrise.” I just know it.
Ok, Carrie Bradshaw.
Hee. Sounds great! Have fun!
oh what a tease you are fish! can’t wait to hear about this one. just kidding, enjoy the tingly feelings and ignore the rest of us. the suspense will keep for awhile.
This is very promising. It’s good to have that feeling. And you seem so happy. You’ve worked on your relationship with yourself and gotten a great new job. So, this is a good sign. However, ask questions, ask questions, ask questions. Because you have already have a full life, you don’t need him to make it perfect. Perfection isn’t real. You want real. Not fantasyland. If you build this guy up to high, you’ll learn to resent him. But if you question and do everything possible to find out for sure that he’s worthy of you, you’ll be happier in the long run. No delusions of grandeur. And no “I’m the luckiest gal in NYC” text messages until he gives you a rock or at least moves in with you because if you need him to make you the luckiest girl in the world, what will happen when the honeymoon is over? Make him earn your love. Don’t just give it away because you locked eyes. He could have locked eyes with a number of other women that night.
Beware Fish – if zzzzuh happens to be a coworker, he may end up your boss someday…. that’s what happened with my zzzzuh!
Don’t worry! It’s not a coworker, for heaven’s sake. I work with four people. It certainly makes the dating pool very shallow.
Vibrating toys, new boys….
Fish you have alot to keep us updated on. Can’t wait to hear all about it.
I STILL think about my first zzzzuh guy almost ten years later.
Does the zzzzuh and the vibrating toy have anything in common??
(From ThisFish: Ha! Nope!)
Umm, one piece of advice, Fish. Don’t say âYes! I want to have your babies!â right away. Might scare him off. You’d be surprised how many women don’t know this.
Other lines to avoid early in the relationship: “You make my utuerus quiver”; “You remind me of my father”; and “How many kids do you want?”
Good luck, Fish. Can’t wait to hear the rest of the story.
Huzzah! Can’t wait to hear more!
come on people! she is just happy and excited! I am sure she is not running up to him telling him she wants to have his babies or texting all of her friends that she is the luckiest girl in NYC. BUZZKILL. relax!
that’s how I felt the second I saw my boyfriend! It’s the best feeling in the entire entire world!!!!
zzzuh!!!!
The door swings open and time comes to a screeching halt. A strange energy pulses through us as though we are already one.
This is the scene when I first woke up from my oblivious coma and finally noticed the man of my dreams; He’d only been around for four years. ;P
The zzzuh still hasn’t left us.
Good for you Fish! Kepp us all posted.
If it weren’t for the zzzzuh, I’d change my razor blades even less frequently. Enjoy!!
I love the whole “when/where you least expect it” thing…can’t wait to read more!
Um…., So what about the microdermabrasion??? You must have been in a great mindset,…. glowing or flaking? (selfish ques since my md is Sat in the midst of a holiday weekend…)
I came across your blog early in the summer and after reading a few posts, decided to read your archives first.
I often found it difficult to read more than a few posts at a time as the words expressed feelings so raw and full of emotion, I’d get choked up reading them – particularly when you would give a brief glimpse into yourself or a part of your past.
I understand that this is your personal journal but knowing nothing more about you than the words you choose to write here, I often found myself thinking of this as one of those novels that you have to put down every so often in order to compose yourself …. either from tears or giggles.
can’t wait to hear more!
Damn, that’s right! If microdermabrasion is bringing the zzzzuh factor into your life that fast, I am running to my nearest dermatologist!! (not that you weren’t zzzzuh worthy before
In Canada, we call it the “Ootz”.
(From ThisFish: Fran Drescher calls it “ootz” in Beautician and the Beast! Not that, uh, that matters.)
It certainly doesn’t hurt your confidence level when your skin looks/feels looks a THOUSAND times better than normal. Cofidence is the new beautiful, that’s for sure.
That is so true! Confidence is like a magnet for men. They love it.
YAY FISH!!!! Enjoy the feeling, it doesn’t come that often and it’s sooooo good!
I’m probably seriously missing something, but why is this post linked to the one on breaking up?
(From ThisFish: Because it’s the first post that mentions the zzzzuh. )
I kinda liked it better the first time when Carrie called it the “Za Za Zoo”.
(From This Fish: Yes, because Carrie was the first person EVER to have talked about the phenomenon of physical attraction and chemistry. Because long before Carrie, Franny was calling it the “ootz”. Dude, move on. Because later, I’m going to write about dating and lord baby jesus knows Carrie already covered THAT topic.)
Yep, i’m really looking forward to the “zzzuh!” when it happens.
Have fun!
oh relax, i was merely commenting on the similar sound of the expression. (and i wasn’t the first to do so) hyper-sensitivity is misplaced in a comment section. for the most part, we’re all just here procrastinating at work, not launching formal complaints against your moral character or (considerable) talent as a writer.
I love chemistry like that.
i think it was the triple Z connection that has a few people seeing shades of SJP here…for what it’s worth i had the same thought. but i’ve only seen the episode once, so i’m sitting here thinking, “what was that carrie called it again?” and pairing Zs with numerous vowel sounds
Fish -
I have finally caught up to a current post, after having spent a significant amount of time reading your archives. We have entirely too much in common! You inspired me to do a ‘random act of kindness’ today… let me know what you think next week!
Don’t get too excited… I’m on a budget!
P.S. Good luck with the zzzzuh! Can’t wait to read more!!
Go find that bicycle, you.
Ooooh!
New coworker, perhaps????
Oh gosh,
That is how I felt when I looked across the table at my guy. (Though I’m not quite sure if he’s really my guy as of yet, it hasn’t been long enough.) I thought, “I could really be with this person. I could have a life with this person.” Then he was so blunt and honest with me about so much that I thought, “where have you been all my life? You are exactly what I’ve been looking for…”
By the by, I usually date guys with dark hair, dark eyes, and olivey-dark skin – this guy has super fair skin, blonde hair and blue eyes. And he is not in a creative/design field, he’s in medicine. Go figure.
ps- We were on a semi-blind date after meeting online! Welp, what are you going to do? He’s amazing, and I never use the word amazing to describe guys.
This reminds me of the Shania Twain song “No One Needs To Know.” It’s all about a guy who makes her think the same things. That feeling is the absolute best. I wish you great luck with him!
I totally work with that guy. Makes every working day worth it. Every. Day.
woohoo! go fish! if you ask me, late summer is the perfect time to be swept off your feet. have fun!
I totally rate the zzzzuh! If I could, I would make it law for people to experience it at least once in their life.
Fish, this has happened just in time for you, the weather has started to cool in the Northern Hemisphere hasnât it? My zzzzuh! happened two years and four days ago when he accidentally jumped into my taxi and now weâre snuggled up in our little apartment still warming ourselves by the glow of the zzzzuh!
You’re in for some gooood times. Yay!
that’s very very exciting!
looking forward to hear more, miss charlotte
*puts up his hand as potential party-pooper*
OK. So what does this all mean? You make contact with someone you’ve (apparently) never met, you feel this rush…and everyone is congratulating you?!? Sorry to sound like a ‘typical male’, but I’m not getting it. Not that I don’t understand the ‘zzzzuh!’ bit, but more what everyone (all the women here?) are drawing from it. There’s something about this that sounds very Jane Austen-ish.
Again, apologies for coming across as someone who wants to rain on your parade (although at this point, it’s a solo parade), but I honestly don’t understand. I feel like I’m from another culture.
Anyone?
Perhaps it’s the history of being without the zzzzuh that makes other people happy to see that it still exists? I mean, that’s what I was glad about. Since I didn’t have it in the last relationship I was in. Not even a little. I don’t think it’s congratulatory so much as celebratory. Dig?
Well, isn’t life being good to you?
as was previously said “new toys, new boys” and the most important; better TP!
Good luck with it all!!
OK. I get it. And I guess that having some zzzuh is proof that you’re not dead inside, that you’re still capable of feeling that abundance of primal, emotional response, and *that’s* certainly worth celebrating…
But unless something unfolds, does it have any value? (Aside from this reaffirmation of self) Would that zzzzuh moment, a constant stream of such moments be hollow if nothing unfolded? What if it wasn’t mutual? One-sided? Is it still worth celebrating?
Absolutely! Then again, I’m for celebrating every little damn thing that makes one day different from the next. Even if I never ever saw him again (highly unlikely), the proof of life factor was worth the little hurray.
sigh. i need a zzzzzuh.
Perhaps Mr. Curiosity’s problem is that he’s not a romantic. Romantic doesn’t care about what’s going to happen tomorrow, it’s more about feeling boundless and energized. It’s not a spreadsheet. Did you (Mr. Curiosity) plan and plot all of your romances, calculating the odds and preparing all your dialogue? Have you ever had a great day with someone you just met (of either sex) and then never see them again? It’s about the excitement of connection, which must be a deeply human need since although they keep telling us that fairy tales don’t come true (and statistics seem to prove it for the majority), we still all crave it and hope for it for ourselves.
Now, Michael, let’s not be too hard on Mr. Curiosity. It’s appears that he’s never truly experienced a zzzzuh and that makes me sad for him. *turns from computer and wipes away a single tear* Those of us who’ve popped our zzzzuh cherries already know that the excitement of it doesn’t have so much to do with whether anything actually results, as it does the possibility that there could be someone out there who makes us believe in real, true love at first sight.
Mr. Curiosity: would it be easier for you to understand if I made it into a Power Point?
I totally agree with you… although, my fear is that for times when I have had the Zzzuh!, have been times where I fell hard and fast, and was hurt because of that.
Now that I’m older and wiser *snicker*, I keep waiting for the Zzzuh! to strike up a chord in me, knowing that if it’s just lust, then it won’t last.
I do miss that feeling of having it though… just staring at someone and watching their eyes and know that they feel ‘it’ too.
But what if you feel zzzuhh with someone who’s sort of “taken.” I didn’t feel zzzzuhh right away but gradually someone who isn’t my usual type — looks more like me as opposed to dark eyed, dark haired and taller and older. At first when he spoke with me, I thought him too young. But after some months and me getting in a good place with my life, I’m awestruck but hurt. He’s got some woman he’s dating sending him “i’m the luckiest girl in the city” text messages. But he won’t call her girlfriend. Whatever. So, I guess I should be glad I can feel such feelings. And I finally gave him my card so he can do whatever he wants with it.
I’m so happy you found some zzzuhh! Enjoy it for as long as it lasts because zzzuhh! isn’t easy to find.
Ahh, the zzzuh feels so marvelous! When my last zzzuhh (truly the unexpected, not my type kind of guy) went bye-bye, and my mom said, “Well, I didn’t want to say anything, but he wasn’t as good looking as I thought he would be.” The zzzuh is inexplicable, but if that guy (now a friend) wanted something more, I would still go for it today.
Totally had the zzzuh moment when I met my friend’s brother this weekend. Unfortunately, I already have a boyfriend, and he leaves for Iraq in a few weeks… oh well…