My two friends, J* and E* were married this past weekend. I don't know two people more in love then these two. The fact that they're gay only helps prove my theory that straight people just don't know how to love each other properly. You never see one without the other. Whenever plans are made, it's instinctual to make sure the other is available, otherwise one won't go without the other. Even at the wedding I was seated with another gay couple who have been together for 20 years! And they still look at each other like they only just started dating. Another great example is my closest friend N*. For as long as I've known him he's been in fantastic relationships. Fantastic LONG-TERM relationships. Or maybe men just really do know how to love, and women are the problem... Naaaah! :P

Anyway, back to the wedding. If it were my wedding I would've flipped out (in a bad way).

• Witness was late 20 minutes!!!! Not the parents, or any immediate family member. Freaking witness. At 5 minutes in, I would've pulled someone else to witness.
• The ceremony was conducted in a really small camera museum. The mayor was the one who conducted the civil union and underestimated how many people would attend. So there were no chairs set up or anything. We were supposed to stand. Last minute she let us use the next room where chairs were set up for a ceremony to happen right after theirs.

The Reception: Jesus... where to begin?

• I was with the couple when they went to a meeting with the chef. She was the one who put together the list of foods for their buffet. I want to go on record for saying that I was against the buffet. For $2.00 more, per person, they could've had a full course meal for each person. This bites them in the butt later. Anyway, it is customary that when you are meeting with the caterer... they give you samples of what is to be on the menu. She did not provide.
• She pulled out tablecloth samples for them to order. We picked out two colors. I figured if she's ordering them they would fit the tables. Circle ones for the round tables. Long table clothes for the long tables. Wrong. Wrong. Wrong. So we had to deal with barely covered round tables with square tablecloths. The long tables were covered with overlapping tablecloths. On TOP OF THAT... they didn't even have the decency to iron the damn things.
• The food wasn't all that great. I think my lasagna is better than what they served, if I say so myself. Oh, and they didn't even make enough. I can't really say it's their fault, because people are known to take more than their fair share. Hence, the urging of the full course meal.
• Oh and the WORST part... they were seating people near the reception. That's right. At the very end of the restaurant, is a small section of booths. And they seated people there. So for them to service those people, they had to walk through the party. Classy.

All in all, my friends were really happy. I think they were happy to just get the day over with.
So congrats to the happy couple who are more deserving of such a special occasion/commitment.

*Wipes a tear.

I am totally enraged over this:

My friend who happens to be gay is getting married next weekend, and he asked me about what's involved in change his last name to his husband-to-be's. I wasn't sure, so I asked a co-worker about changing your last name once your married. Conversation then goes as follows:

Me: So D, how do you change your last name, for example, after getting married?
D: Why? Oh, is this for your friends who are getting married? The gay ones?
Me: Yeah....
D: Why would they bother getting their name changed? Does our state even recognize it?
Me: They recognize it as a civil union, but they give the same benefits as if it were a marriage.
D: Well I still don't see the point in them doing it.
Me: Why not? I think it's really cute. They're even doing the whole thing of not seeing each other for 24 hours by staying at their parent's house... (BIG mistake. This opens a can of worms.)
D: Scowls. Are they going to throw the bouquet and do the garter thing too?
Me: Well that wasn't inappropriate at all. How very discriminatory of you.
D: How so?

I wanted to punch her.

It's not just her either. My mom has been guilty of it, by asking "So who's the girl and who's the guy?"
"Mom they're both guys."
"But someone has to be the girl."

But with her I think it's because it's a completely different generation, and I don't think she means any harm by it. She just doesn't grasp the concept of it well. She loves my gay friends.

It's hard to tell sometimes when people ask questions about my gay friends whether it's harmful and being mean, or they really just don't understand.

I have a toy poodle who is black. Do you know how insanely impossible it is to get a good photo of black animals/pets? Not to mention he has complete ADD, so he can't sit still for a split second. But I finally caught him at a weak moment and took a series of photos... and of course he's still impossible to make out. I hate using flash because it's so harsh and I just don't like the outcome of photos with flash.

Through some filters through Photoshop, I was able to get this rare but beautiful creature to be visible to the human eye. Of course he's the new background to my computer. Everytime I close my windows and I see him on my desktop, I get a HUGE smile and can't wait to get home to see him stomping his little feet, and wagging his tail wanting me to get up the stairs faster. For that split second I forget I'm at work, and I'm happy being home with him curled up lap.