CONGRATULATIONS!!!!!!

Would you believe (and you would if you know me) that I did not know until my dad died when I was 18  years old that he was Gay!  This is my adopted father.  He and my mother divorced when I was 7 or 8 years old.  Since that time he had either lived alone or with various “roommates” in one bedroom apartments.  Saying I might have been naive is an understatement.  The man served in the Navy working in laundry for heaven’s sake!!!  He loved Barbra Streisand and Neil Diamond.   One of the ways my mother coped with my dad’s sexuality was to accept it and she advocated for gay rights in our church and synod.   I always thought my mom was just a cool, progressive who wasn’t afraid to stand up for what she believed.  This was supported by the fact that she dared to wear pants in church in the ’70’s.  Well, my mom is cool and it was because of her, and not my dad, that I grew up with a healthy attitude toward homosexuality.

So, an unequivocal CONGRATULATIONS to all Californian’s who married yesterday and today and who are engaged to marry tomorrow–especially those Californians who have been wrongfully deprived this right.  Congratulations to our Nation as we continue to move closer and closer to this becoming a non-issue!   AND A HUGE ”OMG–NORWAY IS AWESOME”  (Yes, the whole country!) http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20080617/ap_on_re_eu/norway_gay_marriage

Thanks to my natural father for the Norwegian genes–they are a great people!

I pray that God will give me the courage he gave my mother to help further His work in this respect.  I pray that God will open the eyes of those who continue to campaign in His name against the love shared by our brothers and sisters.   Campaign against love?  Silly rabbits. . .

The other little blue pill?

Warning to family: this may be more than you want to know.  Read at your own peril.

My husband and I enjoy dining out occasionally.  Sometimes we bring topic cards to augment the usual ones on work, kids, pets, money and household chores.  Sometimes he boldly explores topics of his own.  Recently, my husband came up with the interesting idea of a pill men could take to reduce their libido on command.  He argued that in that way, there would be less sexual abuse and men could hold coherent conversations when they would otherwise be distracted by physical needs.  At least I think this is what he meant–he wasn’t speaking very coherently.  I personally see all kinds of problems with this theory.  However, I pointed out that we do have medications available to us and, of course, there are permanent remedies (think eunuch), neither of which have much of a market.  Otherwise, wouldn’t the pharmacuetical companies jump all over it?  They didn’t waste time with the little blue pill.  These are only highlights and by no means exhaustive of this debate.  Dinner lasted at least an hour and this was the only topic.  However, I clearly think he’s off his rocker or perhaps just slightly frustrated . . . .    Sorry, honey.  I won’t even dignify his proposed name for this pill in this publication.   Needless to say, meals out are rarely boring, although I wonder what the neighboring diners must think.