My Husband

First off, I do want to let everyone know that I did NOT win the Weight Watchers contest.  But you know what…at eighty-five pounds lighter, I think I still “won,” right? 🙂

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I got up at 6:15am to run on Saturday morning…I had to put in 5 miles before leaving the house at 8am for the first of two tournament games that day for my oldest son’s team. I was out and running long before the sun rose, and I have to admit, although it was cold and my nose ran the whole time, it was beautiful. I really enjoyed watching every facet of the sunrise for that hour.

Then we came home and almost immediately left for the hockey game.  The game didn’t go so well, but that’s okay—I get to take pictures, which I love, and that is always fun. 🙂  After the game, we stopped by the local apple orchard so my husband could get some cider.  My husband is a cider junkie, and he loves that we live so close to the source of his addiction. 😛 I can take or leave cider, but the cookies and donuts…*drool*.  I split a glazed apple walnut cookie with DS#2, and then I took a bunch of pictures of the boys.  Because apple orchards are cool and my kids are cute. 😉

We had another hockey game in the afternoon (pretty much the same result), and then we attended a Plymouth Whalers game as part of a team fundraiser.  That’s three hockey games in one day!!  But we love it, and it was definitely a fun day.  🙂

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So now, onto the subject of this post’s title…

My husband rarely (if ever, ha!) gets any press on my blog. Today, though, I wanted to talk about him, because we had a conversation that really astonished me.

First off, my husband’s name is Jason—that’s one name I will allow to be published, since he’s not a minor. 😉 Most people call him Jay, and that’s what I usually call him (you know, unless I’m pissed at him). Late Saturday morning after the first hockey game of the day, we were in the kitchen getting ready to start lunch, and I mentioned a dialogue I’d heard the prior morning on a morning radio show (“Morning Mashup” on Sirius XM—I’m totally willing to give them a plug because they entertain me every day!).  One of the guys on the show, Rich, is unashamedly the most materialistic, appearance-oriented person on the planet.  He is a typical man in many respects, but unlike most men, who don’t actually voice their more chauvinistic viewpoints aloud, Rich has no qualms about telling how he really feels.

Instead of me going into the details of Rich’s latest diatribe, I’ll just link it here. http://www.moremashup.com/2012/for-a-relationship-to-work-should-the-woman-be-in-better-shape-than-the-man/  In a nutshell, he says that the best relationship is one where the woman is in better shape than the man.  It was a fascinating conversation to listen to, mostly because it was just so funny to hear Rich be such a blatant pig, lol, but I will say there is some truth to what he says, whether men will admit it or not.  Men are just more “visual” than women, I think, and appearance is a key factor in a relationship, while women, I think, tend to be more interested in what a man has to offer emotionally, intellectually, and yes, let’s be realistic—monetarily! 😛  These are just my opinions, so just take them for what they’re worth…which is nothing. 😉

At any rate, I told my husband about this segment I had heard on the radio, and we had a long discussion about how there are so many factors that play into what a man or woman looks for in a mate, including their age, their socioeconomic status, their parents’ relationship—all kinds of things that have nothing to do with gender!  It was an interesting conversation, and we always enjoy your “discussions.” 😉

When it was over, I walked by to give him a kiss and to thank him for loving me no matter what my weight (because I have certainly run the gamut in our 20 years together!).  He surprised me by not letting me just walk away.  Instead, he held onto me, looked into my eyes (whoa), and  said, “You are always beautiful.”  I was floored, and so shocked, I actually laughed, thinking it was kind of a joke.  I said, “That is so not where I was going with this conversation, but thank you.”

He still wouldn’t let me go.  “I have seen all the pictures you’ve left around from back in the day,” he said (referring to all the “before” pictures I had pulled out to scan for my Weight Watchers contest entry).  “I have been meaning to tell you how beautiful you are, all the time.  I don’t say it enough.  You are beautiful, and I love everything about you.”

I was stunned into speechlessness for a minute (hard for me).  “You do tell me I’m beautiful,” I answered, “in your way.  You have always stuck with me, even through my heaviest times, so I know you love me.  You say it, but you just don’t speak it.” His response: “Well I should say it, and I want you to know that I really do believe it.”

At this point I was ready to cry.  I was absolutely not expecting that at that moment!  I gave him a big hug and told him I loved him for always being there for me, and then I just walked away because that was way too much emotion from my normally very reserved husband for me to handle without my turning into a watery mess! 😉

So, there you go—my husband gets his very own “shout-out” on my blog for being awesome.  Clearly, I made a good choice in finally giving in to him 20 years ago after a year of him pestering me to go out. 😉

Thanks so much for reading my blog!