Jake took me on a date on Monday night.
It was suppose to be a surprise. But he is the worst at keeping a secret. It is basically the only thing he is bad at. He tries, but I can read it all over his face. All he said was "keep monday the 15th open" and somehow I knew that meant he had gotten us tickets to one of the Lower Lights Concerts even though we hadn't exchanged a word about it. He is a man of few words and sometimes it is scary how well I have learned to interpret everything around the words. And somehow that makes me love him more, because I know his speech and looks so well it is like I can read his mind. I asked him if I could guess why I should save the date and he said "no- you'll guess right and I want it to be a surprise". It is a funny thing to realize you know somebody so well. Somebody who knows me so well back that when we talk with the kids about favorite colors he say "Mom says her favorite color is yellow, but I'm not sure why because actually her favorite color is Orange." And he is right. I always say my favorite color is yellow. I think it is my favorite color, but I always pick orange things and gravitate towards things that are orange, which is why he knows that even though I'm not aware of it- my actually favorite color IS orange and not yellow. so funny.
So our date came. He made reservations at a very on trend restaurant in Salt Lake called Massa. Which is gourmet Lebanese food. I'm a big fan of Thai and Indian food so he knew I'd be up for it. It was delicious and different and fun. Then we went to the Lower Lights Concert- which is a bluegrass folk type band who was doing a Christmas Concert.
It was a fancy date- and our dates kind of have to count since we seem to make it out on a real date that isn't just grabbing dinner somewhere close or running to Home Depot together about once a season. And so our winter date was great.
At dinner two men sitting beside us nearing 40 years old talked about the things they were up to with one another. One claimed he was so happy to be single. And at the concert two single younger girls sat behind us talking loudly and very annoyingly about how much they knew about relationships and marriage. And we tried to not mock them loud enough for them to hear because it was all very flawed material.
Then I took this picture of us with my cell phone. And I noticed all our wrinkles. And I loved them. We aren't that old. But this night made me feel old enough to almost be wise at least about one thing. And I liked the pictures contrast showing me our wrinkles only prove the path we have traveled together from where the girls behind us are to where we are now.
I decided too that we were celebrating our five year anniversary of not being employed. That night-
December 15th marks the date that we quit getting a paycheck. And that seems like a strange thing to celebrate, but that decision has changed our life for the better in more ways than I can account for.
And the fact that my Jake decides he wants to do something and that means he actually CAN do it amazes me. He is pretty humble about the whole thing. Like the fact that he read a few books and decided he could support his family better in advertising than at his job as an attorney. And I laughed at him, and stressed and worried when it didn't look like that would be so. But then it was so. And I ate my words. Like how early this year he set a goal for his business. I laughed at him, and told him he was way too optimistic like always. And I ate my words when he blew past his goal only 7 months into the year. Because he is a genius.
And I'm so glad he didn't listen to my nay saying five years ago when I didn't want him to quit his job and didn't believe in him as much as I should have.
After eating my words almost repeatedly for the last five years you'd think I'd learn to just believe that whatever Jake thinks he can do- he can do. Not because everything always comes easy. But because he is smart, and determined and never frustrates. and because without a doubt there has been divine direction for him more than a couple times.
He just laid tile in our new bathroom that our contractor said was better than the work of any of his tile guys. And I wasn't surprised one bit. Of course Jake is a professional tile guy... he watched that one Youtube video that one time about it 12 years ago. :)
He never ceases to amaze me, and on the five year anniversary of self employment I think I'm allowed to blog about him.
And I didn't even mention that adorable smile that rarely leaves his face.
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