Posted in Holiday Joy

A Valentine’s Day Miscellany

A few odds and ends from Valentine’s Day 2023.

Taking a walk this morning near us here in Savannah, Robert and I came upon this neat little house.

They go all out every holiday. And I always look forward to their displays.

Those of you who follow my blog may remember that Robert is an MCG (Multiple Card Giver). I used to think it was odd that I would get more than one card for my birthday, etc., but now I kook forward to it.

My valentineS this year:

And open!

My haul

And here’s my card to HR:

(We were both obviously on sort of a gay theme this year.)

His haul

A Blooming Valentine-y February in Savannah …

I hope you’re having a LOVE-ly day.

Posted in Breaking News

Good News

Did you see this breaking news?

Yes! Wonderful!

Here are a few pics from my marriage ceremony with Robert back in 2016.

Daughters Amy and Sarah

Beautiful memories. And now it seems that our marriage will be protected.

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P.S. But WHY, tell me why, would 36 Republican senators vote AGAINST codifying gay marriage? Against Robert and me being married? What is their reasoning?

Posted in Life and Death

“Just Set It Down“

I’m having a bit of trouble being happy today, after the Colorado Springs gay club massacre.

But today we were walking through Hobby Lobby, looking for Thanksgiving placemats for our family gathering, and I came across this.

And it made me smile. I needed to smile.

And HR seems to think the sentiment rings true.

P.S. But aren’t gay clubs supposed to be safe havens? Robert and I have visited them in New York City, Washington DC, Atlanta, Baltimore (HR’s hometown), New Orleans, etc. etc. etc.

But lately, whenever we go into a gay establishment, I look for the exits, just in case.

And even more sadly, when I go to our gay friendly church here in Savannah, I remind myself where the exits are, just in case.

It really shouldn’t be this way.

Posted in One-Word Wednesday

One-Word Wednesday: 10/12//22

“ROGER”

Robert caught me using the WordPress ability to dictate my blog on a break from festivities at Atlanta Pride this past weekend.

As least that’s what he thinks I’m doing.

In reality, I’m checking with my personal assistant Crystalia to make sure she thinks my wooden Pride beads are hip enough for the relentless paparazzi.

She did.

Posted in My Saturday Evening Post

My Saturday Evening Post: 10/8/22 “Hello! from Atlanta Pride”

So Robert and I are in Atlanta this weekend for Pride. You may (or may not) know that the traditional month for Pride celebrations is June. But not in the deep South. It’s too hot! And some of our Pride might melt. October works better.

We’re staying at a very cool Airbnb near Piedmont Park where the festival is held.

We get our steps in climbing up to our suite …

“Come on up, Neal!”

And we have our very own little morning coffee spot …

Like-minded folks here.

Georgia races

Today, Saturday, is the Pride festival. (Tomorrow is the parade.)

Such loving, accepting and inclusive fun.

HR, proudly, trying to look cool and hip.

HAPPY OCTOBER PRIDE, Y’ALL!

Posted in The View from Behind

The View from Behind #4: “Proud?”

For some reason, I have always appreciated “the view from behind.” As a child, on the first day of each school year, I was a nervous wreck waiting for the teacher to announce our seating arrangement. Front of the class? 😢 Too much exposure! Far too much responsibility to “be.” A nice, comfy seat toward the back? 😁 Perfect. I get to observe, to “see.” To breathe calmly.

In this blog category, “The View from Behind,” I invite you to join me, somewhere in the back.

I have not always been proud. As a matter of fact, it took most of a lifetime to come to terms with being gay. That designation, that reality, somehow took a hidden back seat.

But in my … EARLY senior years, I am attempting to embrace the gay joy of being gay.