Gotta post a bit about how awesome my wife is (who is in San Francisco and I will miss terribly!). This is just to show the kind of things I tend to do and she puts up with without a second thought.
The other day, I had to go into work early and stay late, leaving her to manage the kids. The same day I had lunch with my ex-girlfriend. And then in the afternoon, when my wife called to say she was outside my building and would I come down and say hi, I brought another girl down with me.
Do I go too far? Am I pushing my luck and threatening the very bonds that bound my wife and I? Maybe.
All I know is that I have the most awesome, patient, understanding, trusting, best friendy, kick ass wife of all time and I am very thankful. Rest assured, I make sure she knows it every day!
Oh yea, she is probably the world's greatest Mom also (I only say probably, because I haven't met them all yet)!
Peace in all. Love ya' babe!
P.S. Can this count as an anniversary present?
Showing posts with label San Francisco. Show all posts
Showing posts with label San Francisco. Show all posts
Tuesday, June 10, 2008
Monday, April 14, 2008
Reverse Discrimination
I used to live in San Francisco for 7 years. Now, I know what you are thinking, and let me lay your assumptions to rest…I moved out there with a woman, I married that woman, she still is a woman. So let’s just get past that.
San Francisco was a hard place to live because there is still so much discrimination. I remember a Saturday afternoon when my wife and I were walking through the Castro holding hands. I could feel the stares and mean looks and then, from over my shoulder, I hear that familiar, hateful lisp, “Do they have to do that in public? Jesus Christ!”
And, you know, it hurts. You tell yourself you can get used to it, but you just can’t. We straight people have come so far and fought so hard to be considered equals with the gays and yet, this persecution still exists. When will we finally live in a free society
San Francisco was a hard place to live because there is still so much discrimination. I remember a Saturday afternoon when my wife and I were walking through the Castro holding hands. I could feel the stares and mean looks and then, from over my shoulder, I hear that familiar, hateful lisp, “Do they have to do that in public? Jesus Christ!”
And, you know, it hurts. You tell yourself you can get used to it, but you just can’t. We straight people have come so far and fought so hard to be considered equals with the gays and yet, this persecution still exists. When will we finally live in a free society
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