autumnal bliss
Here’s a photo set of same-sex couples getting married in New York. It made me weep a slightly bittersweet tear or two. Why isn’t my state doing what is right? Look at all this love! How can this not be right?
Anyway. I’ve been down that road before. And besides, the bittersweet got washed away with a “save the date” email from my friend and old SF roommate Scott, who lives in NY and is marrying his honey in October in Manhattan.
A sure-to-be elegant groom-groom wedding in Manhattan in the fall? I’m so there! I fired back a “yes” reply in nanoseconds. I think I worried Scott a little, as he was probably banking on out-of-town guests not attending, a standard ploy of the engaged. Well, too bad, Scott I plan on doing all these dances at your reception. Chicken, not fish, please!