I love jugs.
All shapes and sizes. Hard or soft. They make me tingle with giddy excitement as I think about fondling them.
And Jody has the best Love Jugs around!
Now, for those of you with your minds in the gutter wrapped around the more vulgar slang definition of the word, and while I salute your rather singular and worthy focus, those are not the kind of jugs I’m talking about.
No, I’m not talking Love Jugs in the guise of some weird morphing of Japan’s Love Motels (see Tin Roof Rusted) expanding franchises into their prisons or jails, as “jug” sometimes refers to…at least for the criminally minded.
And, although as an aircraft aficionado one could easily assume I’m talking about airplane piston engine cylinder assemblies (a much less well-known and equally unentertaining slang use of the word) , you’d be wrong once again.
Or, perhaps you guessed that I’m longing for the melodious sound of my Harley’s jugs rolling down the country roads of Pensacola, Florida…. You guessed wrong.
What I am describing is our “Love Jug,” Jody’s idea from a couple of years ago. Taking a rather pedestrian old-tyme glass candy jar, the kind with the opening at a 45 degree angle and capped with a thin metal top, Jody transformed the humdrum container through decoration and ribbon into our very own sexy “Love Jug”! See my earlier blog Do Sweat the Small Stuff for more on our Love Jug in our lives.
So what do you do with Love Jugs? I can already sense your minds wandering off-topic again….
The Love Jug serves as a repository of recognition for any intimate behavior that we deem worthy of acknowledging through a monetary contribution. Now I know this sounds like we are walking a fine line between intimacy and, say, prostitution, but this couldn’t be further from the truth. The point is, when you and your partner make deposits into your relationship’s intimacy account, you find yourself wanting to add more and more credits. Intimacy begets intimacy (compounded daily, no less), and then, over time, you have a Love Jug full of cash that you can use to celebrate the intimacy that you’ve created, nurtured, and furthered.
Our first Love Jug was started about two years ago. We decided, for our particular goal, that the proceeds from our intimacy (since they were no longer going to result in a child), would go towards funding a big yearly vacation. So, the first Love Jug was decorated to reflect our aspiration of traveling to Scotland once we finished our Masters degrees that we were in the process of completing. Eight months later, when we went to cash out our Love Jug for our European fling in the spring of 2013, we found that we had amassed over $1,800 in just fifteen months!
“How is that possible,” I hear you asking?! Well, prostitution pays. I’ve always not-so-secretly wanted to be a male gigolo….
Duce Bigalow is a master of intimacy. And a gigolo!
How it works is deceptively simple. There are only a few rules. Rule #1 is that you must recognize intimacy early and often. No IOU’s, no credit with interest. Nope, you just have to DO IT. Yes, you have to physically put the cash-money into the jug!
Rule #2 is equally as important: use an exceedingly loose definition of intimacy. Intimacy is not sex, nor is it the concept of “love.” Intimacy starts and ends in one’s mind, and can include anything from cooking a favorite meal, to surprising someone with a small gift or card, to washing, folding and putting away the laundry. These are the deeds that most people would not consider intimate, but think about it: overly time, it’s always the smallest measures in life that have the most impact. Anyone can send flowers on an anniversary; how many men can shop successfully for clothes (not lingerie) for their wives, let alone know their sizes? Intimacy takes on many forms, and those forms depend entirely on your perspective. If you free your mind from the more predetermined constructs and norms of typical relationships, you’ll find yourself making many trips to the Love Jug, cash in hand.
Now that you are ready to recognize some small act of kindness as intimacy, and since you most likely already have some loose change in your purse or pocket (or murse for you progressives out there), Rule #3 comes into play: the amount doesn’t matter. Seriously. One of the best things about our particular love jug is the sound the tin top makes as it clatters against the glass jug. It’s an unmistakable cacophony of chords, and can be heard throughout our homes, both in the states and here abroad. And when you hear that sound of your partner making a deposit, I dare you not to smile as you your heart swells and feels all warm inside! That sound is enough to entice you to make your own deposit, in a reaction not unlike Pavlov’s dogs…only with less slobber. Pennies, yennies, dollars bills, and even refund checks – they all work exceedingly well as tacit and tangible reminders of the intimacy in your life. And, of course, they all add up over time….
So why write about this in connection to our Far East Fling? Well, we are readying to leave for China on Sunday, our big international trip for 2014! And, I am getting ready to cash-in our intimacy of the last 15 months to fund what will surely be yet another intimate fling within the far reaches of the Far East.
Stay tuned, and I’ll let you know the value of our intimacy…this time around. And although Jody’s Jugs are precious and priceless to me (and to other admirers no doubt), it’s the cash money which her jugs garner that will help us travel far and abroad.
Start your own intimate love affair with the Love Jugs in your life today!