Good thing it's Pajama Day. Fed the damn cats, then went back to bed until 11:30. Mmmmmm.
Wish someone would bring me coffee in bed. Alas, that would be my own self having to do that.
PJD footwear. This is as girly as I get y'all.
Anyway, yesterday - the wedding!
It was oh so sweet. Lovely. Heartwarming. Everyone in the church laid hands on them and blessed them. They served us communion. I cried. A lot.
Wish this wasn't so blurry. The look of love!
B. and his honorary (and honored) moms
E., our intrepid Drag Bingo leader R. (sans drag), N.
N. and I went to A Southern Season afterward for ice tea and shrimp hushpuppies. (yum) After that I met another friend at Med Deli (my favorite!) for a late supper. Came home and had a couple of glasses of Prosecco to toast the happy couple.
Two young men we know from Drag Bingo (not drag queens) are getting married next Saturday.
I cried about three times last night I was so damn happy for them.
B.'s parents are not supportive (they're not being ugly about it, they just can't get on board, even though they love C.), so Nancy and I are Mom stand-in's.
I told you we are on the Planning Committee for next year, didn't I? Maybe not. B. is also on committee.
Seriously excited.
My clothes are perfectly contoured to my body. my shoes & socks fit just right. My cat is a delightful intelligent animal. My apartment is great. The right location, cheap rent. I eat the best food. My friends love me. I adore them. My lover is terrific & beautiful. The sun is shining. There are trees even in the slums in Washington. I have tons of money & a gorgeous air conditioner. Great art hangs on my wall. I live a spine-tingling life of delirious sex & intense happiness. Terence Winch
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I cannot stop listening to this song:
"Slipping Away"
Wait just a little bit more
I feel you cause your breath is burning holes in my door
You love it when there's blood on your tongue and you're ready for war
But wait just a little bit more
Take what you came here for
I know you and I know you can't take anymore
You got me with your fingers on my throat and my head on the floor
You're taking what you came here for
So this is how I'm slipping away
Yea this is how you want me to play
You know I love it but it's stopping today
I'm slipping away
Oh I think that I should go
My house is burning out of control I know you hate it and you want me to stay I'm slipping away
Wait just a little bit more I'm watching as your lips are moving towards that horn
You're ready but I'm not quite dead and I'm not quite yours
So wait just a little bit more
Take what you came here for I'm ready for you flames crawling up my door
And if you give me just a minute I'll be out on the floor
You're taking what you came here for
So this is how I'm slipping away
Yea this is how you want me to play
You know I love it but it's stopping today I'm slipping away
Oh I think that I should go
My house is burning out of control I know you hate it and you want me to stay I'm slipping away
Wait just a little bit more
You hold me like I've never been held before
Your spider web is wrapping around my head like a big black hole
So wait just a little bit more
Take what you came here for I trusted and I promised to believe, I swore
That you would be the first and the last but I did not know
You take me but you'll take no more
So this is how I'm slipping away
Now this is how you want me to play
You know I love it but it's stopping today I'm slipping away
Oh I think that I should go
My house is burning out of control I know you hate it and you want me to stay I'm slipping away
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And now I'm going to drag myself out on Pajama Day for a Med Deli run.
About a hundred years ago when I lived in California, a group of us went to dinner the third Saturday of every month. Our ringleader, Marty, gathered up people he liked - smart, funny, talented people (still a
mystery how I got in) - mixed us all together, gays, lesbians, and "breeders" alike, and
magic happened. There were some hilarious people involved and it was a regular occurrence to have sore ribs the next day from laughing.
Bill was part of the inner circle and one of the kindest people I've ever known.We instantly connected and took every opportunity to be near each other. We fed each other the most delicious morsels and hung back from the rest of the group to walk together.
Bill had AIDS. It being the late Eighties, miracle drug cocktails hadn't happened yet. You can guess how this story ends.
I'd like to say that I was there with him holding his hand, being the best friend ever, loving him to the other side. But I couldn't bear to see him wasting away and phoned instead. One time I had a cold and wouldn't visit so as to not compromise his health. In retrospect, that seems a very stupid excuse when someone is dying. Another time I drove to his house only to turn around without going in.
I was a coward.
The years since Bill's death, I have served on committees for AIDS outreach services, walked AIDS walks, served AIDS caregivers and in general tried to redeem myself.
First, let me 'splain about the whole email blog post thingy.
Following me does not mean you will get the posts, it just means you like me and I like that. It makes me happy to see all those little square faces to my left. And it's important to keep The Sock Monkey Hat happy!
To get the posts automatically you have to do one (only one) of these things (starting with biggest pain in ass factor):
- Bookmark the site and remember to check it every day (okay, every week),
- Sell your soul one more time Sign up for Google Reader and add this blog to your subscriptions
- Add your email address in the space marked "Email address" under the title of the blog (see it? very faint gray writing in a white box), then click the SUBMIT button alllllll the way to the right of the white box.
Hope this helps.
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Oscar spotted him a Yellow Shafted Flicker this morning.
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Two people I know had their appendixes out last week and both of them had a bit of a scare because of it.
My darling niece was medi-vacced from Juneau to Seattle because of hers. They are both on the mend now though. Whew!
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Invited into the inner Drag Queen circle last night (which was our first anniversary of volunteering). We were asked to join The Queens for a drink after Drag Bingo. Seriously exciting.
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I had a norovirus (milder version, but still ewwww) on Tuesday and lost 6 lbs. in one day. Thanks for helping me over that plateau I'd been hovering on for weeks. Haven't wanted to eat anything but tuna salad since. Weird.
