It's been brought to my attention recently that a certain person I know will not tolerate my "gay lifestyle", nor will she allow us to "promote being gay" at an upcoming birthday party we'll all be attending.
Well. There goes my plan for the thirty minute gay-recruitment Powerpoint presentation before the cake is served.
As for not tolerating our gay lifestyle, I agree with her whole-heartedly.
Let's take a look at a typical day of our Big Gay Lifestyle, shall we?
We wake up, brush our teeth and make the bed. Children are then woken up and told to get dressed and brush their teeth. Coffee is made. The
The kids are driven in one of two matching
Marianne comes home, or if it's Wednesday, goes to work. If she comes home, she does homework. Sometimes, if we're lucky, we run errands together.
In the evening, kids are picked up. Dinner is cooked and eaten. Kids are told to clean up dinner. We relax for a few minutes in our
After dinner we talk with the kids. I talk to mine on the phone when they're with their dad. Sometimes if we're feeling especially wild and crazy, we'll play some Uno or Sorry with the kids. Or watch a movie with them. Or introduce them to Kevin,
At bed time, the kids are sent off to get ready for bed. We sit and chat about our day, our schedules, the kids' schedules, what to have for dinner tomorrow, what's going on with our friends and family. Kids are nagged to please get ready for bed now. Kids are tucked in and hugged and told that they're loved.
When the kids are in bed, we unwind on the couch with a little TV. Sometimes Marianne has a glass of wine while watching TV. Oh, and knitting. We're usually knitting
[On rare occasion, there are no kids at home. When that happens we eat dinner in the living room. On the couch. In bathrobes and pajamas. Or maybe we'll have a friend or two over for dinner, where we will eat
Then we go upstairs. We brush our teeth. We get into bed. We say I love you. We go to sleep.
See what I mean about not tolerating that? That person is completely right about not tolerating that lifestyle.
Because IT'S SO BORING.
Our friend Sylwia came to visit last week (long time readers may remember her as my most interesting/controversial/infuriating commenter ever). Though she is very Mormon and conservative, she is also usually very tolerant of those who choose a different path than her own. But even she couldn't tolerate our Big Gay Lifestyle. After a few hours with us she announced in a very accusatory tone, "You guys are so noooorrrrrrmmmaaaalllllll. Ugh."
People are right to not tolerate our lifestyle. You should cut us out of your lives, because odds are good that if you allow us into your home, we will talk about our kids. And probably knit you something. And then we'll likely even leave early so we can go home to sleep at a reasonable hour.
I may be on the wrong side of history, but I'm taking a stand for what's right. My Big Gay Lifestyle cannot be tolerated any longer.
Will you stand with me, America? If not for me, then for the children. They can't be taught that this lifestyle is acceptable.
Please. Think of the children.