To Jamie and I.
8 years. Who would have thought it possible; I certainly never thought it would happen.
Funny what happens in your life when you stop looking for something to happen.
Tonight, dinner at Rene Pujol. It will be wonderful. And then, who knows.
Happy day! I love my husband.
There are those in the gay community who poo-poo the whole idea, saying that we should not mirror the straight community. I say, “Fuck ‘em.” I’ve never been too keen on the whole “community identification superceding my own humanity” thing. And I’d write more on that, but I’m at work and need to get back to it. So I’ll just say again, as the late, great Bob B. did, “That’s what makes the phone book.”
And now, back to work,