Last night was momentous. Although I was standing at work watching the news clear across the US, my heart was out for all my friends in California. Prop 8 was finally deemed unconstitutional. I spent the rest of the night remembering the past several years as I hoped for marriage equality. I remember standing in line for 14 hours at City Hall in San Francisco when they opened that small window for queer people to get married and how the mayor fought for us all. I remember all the hateful commercials...cheering along with the No on Prop 8 protesters as they stood outside my house day after day....I remember the day after the elections when they passed Prop 8 and the small group of us at work who are gay just couldn't handle being at work all met outside to just be in each others company and talk. I know none of us gave up hope.
And now my friends, all who are already married, can be legally married and have every single right as straight people. Oh sure, there may be appeals, but you can't stop us now - we WON.
Thursday, August 5, 2010
Monday, August 2, 2010
Lesbians at a Cookout...
My fabulous boss invites me to her annual end of the year Pig Roast where over 200 people make an appearance. Well I love my boss, and I adore her brother which is the fabulous Drag Queen, so sure, why not go? And of course, I must take my beautiful girlfriend. Well we arrive...and what a trip :)
As soon as we arrive we make a bee line for her brother which is the only other person that I know there and we survey our surroundings....and for this California transplant I have to point out just how Southern everything was!! There was seafood cooking in giant pots, there was a giant pig roasting, tons of food in a tent, beer, beer and more beer....it was great. My girl and I wandered around and were just ourselves, but oh...we didn't realize we had attracted an audience. As we stopped talking and looked around, we had realized that even the few other gays that were there had left, the rest of the people at the party were drunk and men were staring and winking. Yep. Time for the lesbians of the party to make their grand exit.
As soon as we arrive we make a bee line for her brother which is the only other person that I know there and we survey our surroundings....and for this California transplant I have to point out just how Southern everything was!! There was seafood cooking in giant pots, there was a giant pig roasting, tons of food in a tent, beer, beer and more beer....it was great. My girl and I wandered around and were just ourselves, but oh...we didn't realize we had attracted an audience. As we stopped talking and looked around, we had realized that even the few other gays that were there had left, the rest of the people at the party were drunk and men were staring and winking. Yep. Time for the lesbians of the party to make their grand exit.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)