Jay in 3 Songs

Nothing makes me happier than to stroke the ego (get your mind out of the gutter) of my husband Jay. Seriously, he is easy to compliment and easy to tease because no matter what you say the man is so arrogant he can turn it into a compliment. And why shouldn’t he? This would be a great place to go into the value of a healthy self-esteem, but I’ll save that for another post. Right now this is all about Jay. That’s right you heard me. I think it is important to dedicate 1 post to the man who makes happiness in my life possible. Yeah, yeah, I’ve heard the rule, no one can make you happy, you have to find happiness in yourself, blah blah blah. I’ve even heard no one can make you miserable, and I would respectfully call bullshit on that one, but I digress. Jay makes me happy. He is a good man, a great husband, and a kick-ass dad.

For some reason fall always makes me think of Jay. Don’t get me wrong I live with him, I think about him all the time, but there is something about Fall that seems like Jay. If Jay had a season it would be Fall, absolutely, no question. Sure his birthday is in October, so you could argue that is what makes him seem like Fall, but anyone who knows Jay knows exactly why it is that his season is Fall. In a word, Football.

Now, I didn’t have a dad and I specifically tried to date people who didn’t like football- with the one exception of a wonderful fella in College- so I have no real associations with football other than Jay. He eats it, breathes, drinks it, sleeps it, and I don’t even want to think of what else he could do with Football. I love his passion about Football and I am secretly jealous that nothing moves me the way Football does Jay. He is an amazing player, awesome fan, and dedicated fanatic. He has made me like football (maybe I’ll love it when I get to see my own boys play). I look forward to the day when his boys first pull  helmets over their heads. I look forward to watching their games with Jay. I look forward to clutching his hand in fright when they get hit the first time. I look forward to yelling and high fiving and seeing my breath in the chilly Fall air with Jay by my side. So the first song that is Jay, straight up chills and Goosebumps is The Boys of Fall.

When I was pregnant Jay was pretty adamant that he wanted a little boy, so much so that I made him practice his “it’s a girl face” so he wouldn’t look like an asshole during the ultrasound. Sure, if we had had a girl he would have loved her and I’ve no doubt he would have been wrapped around her little finger and he would have been fiercely protective and he would have enjoyed tea parties and dress up. Because that is who he is.

About a week before we had the “what is the sex” ultrasound I heard a Brad Paisley song on the radio, and I just knew in my heart there was a little boy swimming inside of me. The song gave me chills because I knew I was really listening to the future that Jay would have with his little boy. I envy him that ride. Little boys and their dads. But I’m glad I get to witness it. I’m glad my little men have such a great man to emulate. Luckily, Jay never needed his staged I ‘m so excited I’m having a girl face. The ultrasound very clearly showed a penis, and it was fun to say “I have a penis inside” (seriously that joke never gets old). We have two boys, very different little boys. And I have no doubt they will be every bit the men their father is. I look forward to laughing with Jay in private after our boys get in trouble for the same things Jay used to do. I look forward to watching him teach his sons how to be men. Oh yeah, and football.  The second song that is Jay is Anything Like Me

I bet at this point you are sitting on the edge of your seats wondering what will be the 3rd song?? What final song could possibly sum up a man like Jay? What song could capture the true essence of a man like no other? A man who prides himself on being an American, a soldier, a player? What song could possibly just scream the man I have chosen to spend forever with? Well, that’s is a no brainer. So for anyone who knows him it will all make perfect sense why song three is all about being a guy. I never thought I’d marry a guy’s guy. I never thought I’d hitch my star to someone so absolutely full of maleness. So whether it is the biceps our neighbor couldn’t stop talking about, the gun under the seat of his giant pickup, or his actual- no kidding just like the song- aversion to using lotion (in Colorado? Is he crazy?) there is no doubt that I must always remember Jay is Still a Guy.

I suppose maybe there is a running theme in all the songs. I think music can make us remember so many things, it can draw out emotions we didn’t even know we had. It is so powerful. I know for me, every time I hear these songs, even more so than “our song” I can’t help but think of Jay and how lucky I am to have him. He is absolutely one of a kind, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.

Bonus Song: Here is our song. Why? This is the song jay sang to me on the night he first said I love you. Not too shabby. He must read the How to Woo a Woman Handbook.