happy 5th anniversary sweet jakie!!!
hey all! sorry i have been so bad at blogging, but i had an excellent combo of no internet/phone most of the time and then a whopper of a migraine that just wouldn't go away. i was supposed to see my bff heather this weekend, but i was so dizzy and sick that i couldn't drive. bummed me out. last night i was really messed up and the other nite jake said i asked him why he "written his schedule on his chest" and another thing i can't remember. jakie, leave it in the comments if you remember.
so despite it being our 5th wedding anniversary, although we have known each other for
about 15 years (!!!!) and dated maybe 2 years before we got married? is that right
jake? anyway, so i wanted to make a post about my jakie and how much i love him, although, i think you all know that, already. i will number all of the reasons i love him.
8.
when i was a teen, one of my favorite bands was depeche mode. my favorite song (still one of my faves) is a song called somebody. and as corny as it is, i always thought that the song epitomized everything i wanted in my someone, but i never thought iwould have. i am talking, since probably 8th grade...here are the lyrics, although i always think it is silly when people do this...
I want somebody to share
Share the rest of my life
Share my innermost thoughts
Know my intimate details
Someone who'll stand by my side
And give me support
And in return
he'll get my support
he will listen to me
When I want to speak
About the world we live in
And life in general
Though my views may be wrong
They may even be perverted
he'll hear me out
And won't easily be converted
To my way of thinking
In fact he'll often disagree
But at the end of it all
he will understand me
I want somebody who cares
For me passionately
With every thought and
With every breath
Someone who'll help me see things
In a different light
All the things I detest
I will almost like
I don't want to be tied
To anyones strings
I'm carefully trying to steer clear of
Those things
But when I'm asleep
I want somebody
Who will put their arms around me
And kiss me tenderly
Though things like this
Make me sick
In a case like this
I'll get away with it
1.that is him. that song, was written about him.
2.also the "lovesong" by the cure, that always makes me think of him too, because no matter if we are together, apart, nearby, if i was old, no matter anything, i would always love him, like i have never loved anyone and never will again. well, maybe a fuzzy,i love my lil kitties, but that is different:)
3.and that really is it in a nutshell. he is there for me. he is always, at a drop of a hat there for me. he would do anything for me. he is always supportive and kind.
4.he sees something in me that i have never seen in myself, and that thing is unshakable. it always has been. i have never had that before. not with anyone.
5.he is generous to a fault. he never gets tired of me. if he does, he hides it really really well.
7.i am disorganized and scattered. he is super neat and organized. he doesn't ever bitch at me, even though i am sure it bugs him.
8. if we have plans, really exciting fun plans and at the last minute i don't feel well enough to go...we don't go. he acts like it doesn't matter. like he isn't annoyed or disappointed. he says he's happy just to be with me rather than seeing BB Kind down the street. no big deal. i have never had that before. not from family. friends, no one. we have turned around from our destination and gone back home because i was sick. more than once.
8.for one valentines day (or birthday?) not sure, he made his mum (who was really embarrassed, i think) pick up a ton of rose petals and he did up the bathroom with a bath and candles and petals and bubble bath. he does stuff like that.
9.he brings flowers or my favorite european chocolates for no reason, or if i haven't been feel well. he brings me cds and magazines.
10.he makes me pancakes even though he doesn't like cooking and doesn't like pancakes.
11. he makes me coffee on the weekends.
12. when i am too sick to cook, he makes dinner. this is often, lately. he hates cooking.
13. he rubs my back or neck tirelessly when it is bothering me. he scratches my back when i am itchy from my stupid patches..
14. he constantly worries if i have eaten enough, or have what i need.
15. he always believes me. i am a painfully honest person. it runs in my family, and quite often, things you don't want to hear, or don't want anyone to hear will be out there. as a child and teen and even grown up, i had chronic migraines, bad enough that i would end up in the hospital, which was super bad because i was terrified of needles and, i had UTI or kidney infections failry often, plus fatigue and depression, among other things. we moved around a lot, so i hated school and was picked on. anyway! my parents never believed that i was REALLY sick. granted, i hated school, so it would be fair to think i was maybe faking because i got picked on so badly, but my lupus, etc, was going way back to them, some things back to birth, even. anyway, jake always believes me. i have a deep sense of guilt that i should just bush it, i will be fine, see what happens, but i get really paranoid of people seeing me undone and out of control. it is a scary thing. so when i feel bad, i don't go. he NEVER questions it. never makes me feel bad. or feel like a liar or a whimp or anything else. it just is what it is . it is still something i deal with. between friends and family that have made comments and plenty that have not said anything wrong at all, i have major issues about it. this is turned into something else in a way, but in a big way, not.
jakie knew me when i had a doulbe majoy in college, doing overload, plus working full time, and i started to get sick and stressed and my personal relationships were really bad, but he was always my friend. he never held a grudge. if he had, we may never have ended up together.
16. he is beautiful inside and out. he really is. he has no clue that he is, but what can ya do? he always smells nice. he always is happy to see me, and see the kitties, and they run down to see him. they adore him.
17. he loves animals so much. he is such a soft kind sweet heart...when i found pavel, who was a week old, maybe, and we took him away from his mom because it looked like she wouldn't take him back (she was a feral lil lady) i brought this tiny guy home, his eyes were glued shut still from being a newborn and his ears were folded over and i showed him, i was still sore over my sweet black cat egon passing away and didn't feel ready, but as soon as he held him, i remember it so clearly, and i have the photo, i just need to find it, but he had him in sort of a burping position and it clicked. seriously. i have never seen anything like it before. they made a connection, like they had known each othe rin a life before. from that day on, they were inseparable. when i see a man that is able to take care of a tiny new animal. feed them, make em poop, clean em up, cuddle with them, he was just in heaven. he loved someone waiting for him to come home. someone to get up in the morning and hang out. someone to cuddle with him at night.
18. now he reads can i has cheezburger more than once a day. seriously.
19. he is open to new things. he is happy to go do whatever. to try whatever. to eat new things.to learn new things. he always has been since i first met him as a pup of
20. he was ready to learn new things. he is incredibly smart and has a wonderful memory for books and music, numbers, all kinds of stuff. he wants to know as much as he possibly can know about the things he loves. he doesn't care what anyone thinks. i daresay that in any of this adult life, he never really has. not in an attitudey way, he just seems like is doesn't exist in his world, which is just right.
21. he will try just about anything. he loves going new places and meeting new people. i tell him that i think he will like a certain thing and he is willing to try it, and he usually does like it.
22. on the rare occasion that i do clean up or cook, he showers me with positive reinforcement and tells me how awesome of a meal it was, when really, he is just pleased not to have to eat peanut butter and jelly.
23. he is tall. i like that. he has big sexy, strong hands. couple of scars. sexxxxy. he has a sexy body. he loves to cuddle. sometimes i worry that i am a cold fish, especially compared to him. he always smells good, even when he says he stinks. not possible. he's packing heat. i ejoy the heat. grrrrrrrr!
24. he has the most pouty gorgeous mouth, plus perfect teeth. he is an incredible kisser. he knows how to use his mouth.;)
25. he has amazing blue eyes that he got from his momma. when he is tannish, his widows peak and the hair around his face gets almost white, which is just gorgeous. i love it.
26. he will try anything, and has, in many cases. we shower together still
27. we hold hands.
28. i will make a point to but new things up every so often, because it is too easy to forget how wonderful your other half it. he is more than my other half. he helps me to be a better person. he give me the guts to be the person that i want to be, that i am working on being.
29. jake is one of the hardest working people i have ever met. he works hard, and he does the job right. i feel like it is just a matter of time before he gets moved up in his business because there aren't many people out there like jakie. there aren't.
i love you jakie. i hope that no matter what, all of the little things you do. all of the big things that you do, everything you do means more to me than you can imagine. i adore you. happy anniversary baby. and many many many many more. you are it.
mwah. mwah.mwah.
jakie, feel free to post some of you thought on me if you like...you know how to log in, or leave it as a comment, if you fancy. if you want to.