Transition

I spent the day with my family, playing movies for the kids while they sat around me. Hauling down the Christmas decorations. We do it when the kids are here because they love the lights. Well some of them, the rest we'll do when the kids come back for Christmas break. I have been the loner in the family for years, but I really made the effort to spend time with them this year. I think it paid off. I felt a part of something again. A feeling I'd lost since I left New Orleans I hope you all enjoy these few shots I took in the rush to get the kids dressed and packed. Happy Holidays.

Better Day

Never in a million years would I thought I would say this. This country song rocks!!!!

The soundtrack to my current mood...

As you see in the post below my day has been somewhat emotional and this somehow makes me feel better. Why I'm not sure. I guess it's just to know someone understands.

The Nature of Love

I recently reconnected with a dear friend, who I am quite literally and desparately in love with. Unfortunately, he also happens to be straight. While I know that though he loves me as well, there are are limits to the relationship we have. It got me thinking about the nature of love and relationships. Obviously, I never took the boys should date girls exclusively speech to heart. Much to the dismay of many, I'm sure. It also leads me to think the logic of the recent anti-gay marriage proposition in California is a bit off. 

Their aurgument is that if you allow the legitimacy of gays to marry that it will somehow undermine "traditional marriage" and that it will somehow promote homosexuality. My entire life, my very traditional, straight parents have attempted to instill their beliefs on sexuality and love to me. Should I then not be at this point in my life happily married and raising grandkids?

I asked my friend, if he thought it strange that aside from procreation the deepest, most long lasting, and most fulfilling relationships that we have as a species are with members of our own gender.

No woman can say that her group of girlfriends isn't one of the most important relationships she owns. No Soldier would ever allow harm to come to his platoon. No football player thinks of the love he obviously has for his team and they for him is morally wrong or inferior to his other outside relationships. But in sex and sex alone this seems to be the case. 

Please don't assume that I am advocating a pro-gay agenda in this. I'm not. I simply think that those who are against it based on their belief that it a choice, allow that choice without their unethical moral judgements clouding the issue. I think for their families it's fine to teach what they believe, but I have to draw the line when they force their beliefs on other people.

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The soundtrack to my Thanksgiving

This for some reason this song kept going through my head all day...

Thanksgiving 2008

A few shots of Thanksgiving Day 2008. Spent the day with close friends and family. Lots of food and laughter. Screaming, giggling children. Great food, Big mess, much fun. Happy Thankgiving, Everyone.    

My black mood following the loss of my internet connection for the third time tonight. I'm thinking the universe isn't very happy with me today for some strange reason. Perhaps the rest of the day won't be so bad. Or perhaps my WOTLK is really starting to get to me.

The patter of little feet..

Sitting outside in the backyard, exhausted from running around with my 3 nephews and my niece. It's good to have them around. Just being kids. I think I've passed from being the crazy uncle they never see to the crazy uncle they can't wait to come play with. Nice.

Twas the Nite before Thanksgiving...

• • Twas the night before Thanksgiving and all through the kitchen;
  • I was cooking and baking and moaning' and bitchin'.
  • I've been here for hours, I can't stop to rest,
  • This place is a disaster, just look at this mess!
  • Tomorrow I've got thirty people to feed,
  • They expect all the trimmings - who cares what I need!
  • My feet are both blistered, I've got cramps in my legs,
  • The dog just knocked over a bowl full of eggs.
  • There's a knock at the door and the telephone's ringing;
  • Frosting drips on the counter as the microwave's dinging.
  • Two pies in the oven, dessert's almost done;
  • My cookbook is soiled with butter and crumbs.
  • I've had all I can stand, I can't take anymore;
  • Then walks in my boyfriend, spilling rum on the floor.
  • He heaves and he wobbles, his balance unsteady;
  • Then grins as he chuckles "The eggnog is ready!"
  • He looks all around and with total regret,
  • Says "What's takin' so long? Aren't you through in here yet??"
  •  As quick as a flash I reach for a knife;
  • He loses an earlobe; I wanted his life!
  • He flees from the room in terror and pain,
  • and screams "MY GOD, YOU'RE GOING INSANE!!"
  • Now what was I doing, and what is that smell?
  • Oh, shit, it's the pies!! They're burned all to hell!!
  • I hate to admit when I make a mistake,
  • But I put them on BROIL instead of on BAKE.
  • What else can go wrong?? Is there still more ahead??
  • If this is good living, I'd rather be dead.
  • Lord, don't get me wrong, I love holidays;
  • They just leave me exhausted, all shaky and dazed.
  • But I promise you one thing, If I live 'til next year,
  • You won't find me pulling my hair out in here.
  • I'll hire a maid, and a cook, and a
    • waiter; 
    • And if that doesn't work THEN I'LL HAVE IT ALL CATERED!
     
    

Welcome:

I've discovered of late that I'm a bit scattered when it comes to my internet activities. I've decided to consolidate them into something a bit more manageable. Therefore, I have decided to give this blogging another shot. Having one place to collect all my randomness might do me some good. We'll see.