Anniversary

This time of year will always be special to me. My birthday, and several cherished family members birthdays. My ex husband and I were married in October, it was a pretty ceremony and full of the love we had for each other at the time.

More importantly it marks the anniversary of telling my three teenagers that I am bi-sexual. I cried when they accepted me so openly and told me they loved me and that they had kind of guessed as much. I wept tears of joy and relief at finally being able to admit to them, and then the world who I am. They each held me until we ended up in a huge group hug. Wiggling and giggling at each other while they kissed and hugged and tickled my tears away.

Soon after I advised them that a good friend of mine was indeed my girlfriend. They had guessed as much as well.

I am so grateful everyday for my gorgeous kids and their capacity to love. Thank you goes out to them everyday for being the amazing people that they are.

No shame, no embarrassment, no judgements, no name-calling, no harsh phobias.

Love, joy, acceptance and understanding.

Who could possibly want for anything more?

Just For Kicks

Jimmy Alamo is a fearless penguin hunter. Chasing down penguins with the greatest of ease, he thrusts at them with his telephone pole and makes them do his bidding. His bidding involves making sno-cones turn to melty pots of sticky gooey sweetness that drip and drizzle and overflow their cups.

Jimmy Alamo is my friend and we hunt penguins together. His telephone pole method is tried true and the effectiveness of it is without fault. The penguins are plentiful and surprisingly willing to do as he demands they must. Our sno-cones are some of the drippiest, gushiest in the land.

I am a Jimmy Alamo fan, I cheer him on and beg for his seal of approval. You could safely say I worship his telephone pole and it's winsome ways. He grants me tokens of his approval as he sees fit, and I am ever grateful.

Jimmy Alamo, is my hero!