Unfortunately, in real life, that kind of loving attention day in and day out can make you learn things about yourself you didn't need to know. For instance, I stare at my food a lot when I eat. How do I know? My kind husband informed me. It wasn't meant as an insult or a compliment -- just a thing he noticed. But now that he has pointed this out, I think about it all the time. Imagine being told by a ranting man "I love the way your face becomes prunish when you try to smile." For the rest of your life, whenever something good happens, you will have to battle your own face because the prune is lurking.
Now, when I'm having a conversation with my friends over lunch, all I can think is "Don't look at the sandwich, don't look at the sandwich," which really hampers my enjoyments of the sandwich. It also causes me to make really weird direct eye contact with people while I chew. Another thing I learned because my husband told me. So now I can't look at the sandwich, I can't look at the person I'm dining with, and I eat all of my meals with my eyes closed. Love is amazing, you guys.