luxe

first and foremost, this is way late…jakie’s birthday was the 10th, but i want to just give a say a few words about my best friend in the world. i have known jake for more than 10 years. actually, since i was 21, so 14 years (woah!). we have been friends for all of that time, and for much of it, pretty close friends. jakie is a few years younger than me and when i first met him, he was only 18 and a bit wet behind the ears. i didn’t see him as anything more than a friend (and i think the same applied to me) but he was incredibly earnest and kind, generous to a fault, open-minded and starving to know about everything. flip forward many years and i have gotten out a long term horrible relationship, as has he and we go out for dinner. hehas grown up. he is smokin’ hot rather than just smokin’ cool. he is relentlessly sweet, never pushy, always in a good mood and seems to really really like me (although even still i am not exactly sure why). we started hanging out and i have spoken to him (if not seen him) every single day since then. i think that was about 6 years ago. maybe 7.

i cannot even express how he makes me feel. i never felt safe in my life…not until jake. he always just seems like he knows what the plan is. he has helped me to just feel like there is always an answer and that everything is okay, no matter what. he sees me in a way that no one else does. somehow, the lumps and bumps make me better. he is the first person in all of my life that i know would never betray me, would never stop loving me, would never stop liking me. i have never had that. i know how precious that is. i know how precious he is.

jake has no clue how amazing he is. when i get comments on the photos of him online about how cute he is, he tells me that people are just trying to be nice. we all know that you guys are nice, but not that nice. he is incredibly smart. he taught himself trigonometry. seriously. who does that? despite going to a christian school with no exposure to literature, he is really well-read. despite not being allowed to listen to music, he has an insane knowledge of music and a passion that rivals his knowledge. he is a fantastic musician and has a voice like an angel. he is incredibly neat (sadly, i am a pig) and does the housework and often the laundry and never bitches at me for being lazy or a slob. he loves the cats, even peeps, despite the fact that she pees all over the house. when i brought pavel home (newborn, no less) he took him in his arms and cradled him against his neck and that was it. no questions asked. he bottle fed him and pooped him and loved him. when i heard izzy crying in the middle of the night from up the street and brought her into the bedroom, he sat bolt upright from a dead sleep and said “where’s the kitten?”. he took care of her like his own baby, and here she is, big and strong, and loves papa more than me. i can’t blame her. he will pretend not to want the last piece of cake, even if he really wants it. he has driven me around in the middle of the night when i get the heebie jeebies until i fall asleep. he rubs my neck. he makes me toast with butter and vegimite. he has taken me home from a show that hasn’t even started yet because i felt sick and managed to act like he didn’t want to go anyway. he tells me he loves me every time we get off of the phone and before he goes to sleep. and he kisses me goodnight. he has soft, full lips. he has legs like a showgirl. he tells me he loves me in his sleep…”mmmm ii lllove youuu, babbeeee…”. sometimes he chuckles in his sleep. he loves to cuddle. even in his sleep. he loves the cats to cuddle with him, and he usually has at least one (pavel) with him, the others jockey for position.

i never imagined i would be married. i never wanted to get married. until i was with jake. i certainly never imagined that the words husband and sexy could go together. they do. then, i couldn’t imagine NOT being married. i love you jake. this post is the tip of the iceberg. i don’t tell you enough how much i love and appreciate you. i know that you know it, but still.

happy birthday baby. i love you.
xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo