Equal?

Weddings, I'm not a huge fan. Oh sure, I enjoy celebrating the union of two people who love each other. But, I never DREAMED of weddings as a child. They're nice, but usually UNBEARABLY long and lots of pomp and circumstance that bore me silly.

That being said, my husband and I went to a wedding last night that was (blessedly) shorter that MOST, and had enough of the couples personality in it to make it fun and a TRUE celebration of the two unique people getting married. VERY sweet indeed!

At the reception, we sat with several couples, one of whom is a lovely gay couple. They married in Canada almost five years ago. One is a Teacher (works with MY hubby), the other is an AMAZING artist who has had his work recognized at the WHITE HOUSE!! Just two fun, adorable, wonderful people.

The (bland) DJ played a song and invited ALL of the marreid couples to get on the dance floor. Now, the Bride and Groom would have welcomed their gay friends to join them and trip the light fantastic. But, despite the gentle proding of MANY people at our table, this couple declined. They did not want to "ruin" their friends wedding reception by dancing together.
Very thoughtful friends indeed.
BUT......how very sad that they had to take that into consideration! The idea that two people, who love each other and are in a committed relationship, cannot DANCE together at a friend's wedding for fear of RUINING the celebration!!

Granted, MY dancing has undoubtedly ruined MANY a celebration...but that is ANOTHER matter!
I hope someday soon, the site of two men or two woman DANCING togther will no longer be seen as grounds for 'RUINING" a celebration.
Unless, of course, they BOTH dance like me!

Somewhere along the way....I lost my marbles...

I mean, yeah, the title of my blog kinda "confirms" that notion....but WHEN, exactly, did it happen?
I could have SWORN I was born a "normal" child.
Well, um......okay, maybe not "normal" in the traditional sense.

Normal: I had imaginary friends.

Not Normal: They were all animals, that talked.

Normal: I loved to read my "Golden Books".

Not Normal: I read either in the "downward dog" position in Yoga, or hanging upsidedown from the edge of the couch.

Normal: I was born into a farming family, and Grandpa was a butcher.

Not normal: I considered the cows to be BIG dogs, and begged to be a Vegetarian at 5 years old.

Normal: Barbies, Barbies, Barbies!!!!! LOVED them!!!

Not Normal: I did NOT like the Blonde ones. In fact, I BEGGED my mother to buy me Black Barbies because they were SO much prettier...and she did. (I also loved my "Seniorita" Hispanic Barbie, my Redhead Barbie, and my Black (afro) Ken dolls....)

Normal: Church going family

Not Normal: Single mom who was FREQUENTLY kicked out of the "church" for being "unwed". AND, she taught me to celebrate Diversity and that God loves ALL people/animals. No Exceptions.

Normal: Little girls LOVE things that are pretty and that fly. Birds, butterflies, ladybugs, fairies....

Not Normal: I loved ALL of those, but my FAVORITE were...BATS!!!

Normal: Little girls love small furry animals: Bunnies, Chipmunks, Squirrels...

Not Normal: Loved them...PLUS....mice, rats (rats ROCK), ferrets.....

Normal: Loves to be "cute", dress-up, but evolves and changes into a Sophisticated Style.

Not Normal: I STILL love: glitter, rainbows, ribbons, sparkles, color, bling, pink, purple, bold, glam, no rules!!!


Hmmmmm........looking back on it all, maybe I was BORN this way?
Maybe I was never destined to be "Normal".

Maybe I was destined to be something......better.....

Freaks/Weirdos/Crazies unite!!!!

We got some fairy dust to sprinkle about......