It’s been pretty busy around Chez Chaos. Summer break has
started and Tam and I have decided to make the most of it. Get this; we slept
in until 6:30 one morning! Of course, the next morning we were both up at 3:30
because she says MY muse woke HER up with an idea for MY book! Rude. That meant
Tam had to wake ME up to share the idea. Rude again. But it was a good idea
however it really messed with our internal clocks because neither of us could
get back to sleep, so we started our day in the dark hours.
Then there was the day Spawn came over. She was carrying
something small and furry. It was a guinea pig. She found it wandering in the
road a few streets over, so she picked it up and tried finding the owner. No
one in the area knew anything about it, so she brought it to me.
Because I am a moosh for critters, that’s why, although she
says she simply didn’t want to leave it in the car while she came in to visit.
We ended up keeping it because Tam and Li’l Red took a fancy to the beast. I’ve
not seen anyone take quite this fancy before. His name is George and he has a
lovely new cage with lots of things to chew, he gets fresh fruit every day, and
fresh greens as well as regular guinea pig food. He’s gotten round and silly
and very spoiled. Silly pig. Oh, and the bird thinks she’s in love with him.
Then there was a bunch of other stuff that happened, but the
big news is: Tam and I attended our very first Gay Pride parade, and WOW! We were
invited to go by Tam’s daughter, the Hair. She lives there, and has been to
pride parades before, so she was kind enough to escort us around. We were also
accompanied by Thing. He’s straight, but he supports his moms. He is awesome:
Straight but not narrow.
Anyway, you guyz we were only slightly prepared for what we
were about to see. There were the usual suspects: drag queens and kings,
transgendered folk, gay, lesbian, bi, straight, you know… the typical people who
attend these functions, the ones we expected to see. We were not disappointed.
Then there were the furries, the leathers, the S&M, the
NAKED PEOPLE RIDING BICYCLES, the guy with a sock on his, uh, penis that he was
waving around (typical male, once they find it, they never stop playing with
it), and the politicians.
Oh my gawd, the politicians… At least they were fully
clothed.
There was lots of swag flying around and I managed to snap a
marriage equality ring AND a rainbow string of beads RIGHT OUT OF MID AIR! You
guyz! That was SO AWESOME, they actually cheered for me!
Did I mention the guy behind me was wearing genie shoes? I
wanted to ask him for three wishes, but got distracted by NAKED PEOPLE AGAIN!
Naked! People!
I am not exactly a prude, but having someone playing
wig-wag-the-weenie in front of me and a crowd of strangers is a little bit out
of my comfort level. I realize others don’t give it a second thought, nor do
they do this kind of thing at work or on any given Sunday in Seattle, after all, this was a special
occasion. But…wow. I just… wow.
We stood and watched for two-and-a-half hours before we’d
reached our physical limits. My feet, legs, hips, back…all dead. Same with Tam
and Thing. The Hair was willing to stick around a little longer, but she
acquiesced when I mentioned food.
My favorite thing about today was when I realized I was
totally comfortable being me in public. I didn’t shy away from holding Tam’s
hand or kissing her right there in front of everyone, mainly because no one
cared. Our children weren’t uncomfortable, or even fearful for us, as they
might have been if we were in Our Fair City (which is smaller and not exactly
gay friendly… occasionally gay dangerous is more like it). Today, we did not
stand out in the crowd.
I felt no fear until I picked up a campaign sign to put up
at home. I carried it around and to be honest, I was kind of afraid to do it.
Not because it had LGBT in big, bold letters, but because it supported a
political candidate.
I’m not well-read when it comes to news. News depresses the
hell out of me, so I tend to be woefully uninformed of current events and political
platforms. I was more concerned that someone was going to come up and start
debating me about my choice of candidate than I was about having to support my
sexual orientation! Seriously… But I did come up with a retort: I may not agree
with everything he’s done in the past, but I can say the same thing about my
partner and I still like both of them.
Today was great. We had a wonderful time at the parade and a
fabulous lunch of Thai food. There were new experiences for all of us, after all,
I don’t know if Thing has ever had Thai food before, but he seemed to like it
well enough to eat his share.
Seriously though, I’m still debating whether or not to tell
his dad that he went with us to the parade. It will probably set his hair on
fire, so I won’t do it today, after all, he’s still on his honeymoon and I’m
not that... mean…wait… Yes I am, but I promised my son I wouldn’t say anything
that he’d have to defend.
Anyway, it’s been busy and it looks like there isn’t much of
a letup in sight. I’m starting the second book (again, because there have been
some serious, but excellent, changes) and I’d like to get it done by the end of
summer so I can release it by the first of next year (or sooner…). We have a
trip planned to visit my parents, then spend a few days at the beach to recover
from said visit. There is yard work, housework, and a business to discuss. Oh,
yeah, we may have an investor for the hat shop…
Life. Busy shit, you guyz, busy shit.
I have always wanted to go to the Pride Parade here in Asbury Park. It's the Jersey Shore's largest gay community and from what I hear it's an awesomely fabulous show. Every year it's some bullshit reason I can't go. Next year I will be there I declare!!!
ReplyDeleteKilling myself laughing at the sock guy. That is hilarious and typical I should find it funny. Hope it was a nice sock. Haha.
ReplyDeleteI am delighted to hear about the guinea pig. They are cute little things. I have owned many over my lifetime. You guys are a regular wildlife rescue service at the moment. I take my hat off to you. Looking after our fellow creatures is important and whether or not we do it says a lot about us as people....
That muse of yours is pesky - waking someone else up at 3.30AM? Now that's abit rich. I love that you and Tam are so in sync. Makes me feel good.♥