Just when I thought I was invisible to boys…

This weekend I joined my fellow chorus members for a gig at Illinois Wesleyan University in Bloomington, IL.  We sang there a few years ago with a Lesbian/Feminist chorus named Amasong and had such a great time and were so enamored with the audience, we couldn’t wait to go back.

The fact that we haven’t been back since is probably just because Amasong mixes up their guests every few years– but we did get the call this year and about 50 of us made the trip down.

Bloomington (also known as Bloomington-Normal because of the close proximity of neighboring town Normal) is a very collegiate town– aside from Illinois Wesleyan, there is also Illinois State University and two smaller community colleges.  So for a small-ish town, it is pretty lively, especially when students are around.

After the show, a few of us decided to stay overnight, so we headed out to The Bistro, the only gay bar in Bloomington-Normal.  The Bistro is a fairly small place, but it was big on fun.  It’s owned by a lady that everyone calls “Mama,” and “Mama” is quite a lady.  She feeds everyone shots and good times and drinks from a special jug of tequila she calls “Mama’s Milk.”  It’s raucous and fun and creates a really great atmosphere for a party.

So two shots and two $2.50 Long Islands later (I love the south suburbs!), I was on the dancefloor cutting a major rug.  The tunes were fun and my friends and I were all over the place. 

We were enjoying a great disco tune when all of a sudden this cute young collegiate looking boy appeared in front of me.  “Hi, my name is Pete, what’s yours?”  I said, “Rick, nice to meet you Pete!”  and we started dancing together.  He asked me where I was from and I said “Chicago,” and he responded that he was a student at ISU.  We got a little closer, and he touched me a few times in a few places, and I touched him in a few places.  Just when I thought maybe I might sneak in some kissing action, a couple of his friends stumbled by and pulled him away.  I figured maybe I’d see him again, but that was the last I saw of cute Pete.

So while it didn’t turn out quite as I had hoped, it was still pretty nice to know that I’m not entirely invisible to guys.  Especially cute ones with nicely shaped arms and tight-fitting T-shirts and big green eyes. 

So as far as I’m concerned, that was a step in the right direction for me.  I left the bar feeling more confident and more upbeat than when I walked in.  And there was a bit more of a lilt in my step as we walked away for the night. 

Catching up

“Hello again, hello!
Just called to say hello…”

OK it’s been a few too many days since my last post, so it’s time for a quick summary of what’s been up with me lately…

Kitchen floor

It was a disastrous mess, but it’s over.  The floor looks fantastic!  Of course it took me a few days to wash EVERY SINGLE DISH I OWN after the guys left, but now I have a new floor AND my dishes are all clean.  So what more can one ask for, right?

The twins

They are growing so fast!  Abby is 11lbs. and Emily is almost 9.  Abby is quickly becoming a little version of her daddy and Emily is looking more like her mommy.  I’m hoping to see them again in a couple weeks.  In the meantime, my sister started a new job yesterday, so we’re all hopeful that things go well for her in that area.

Dating life

Nothing new here.  Still nothing.  And nothing on the horizon.  I don’t know what will ever become of this, but I remain strangely hopeful… and with spring in full bloom (more or less), I feel even more hopeful.

Living situation

The guy who has lived in the apartment below me for the past 6 years just moved out, so now I’m starting to worry that some bitchy queen – or some bitchy bitch – will move in.  I have gotten quite used to having nobody live under me.  The guy who moved out was a flight attendant and was almost never home.  And when he was home he never once complained about me being up at all hours or my cats chasing each other at 4 in the morning.  Time will tell what happens when the new person moves in.  Maybe if I make a cinnamon swirl bread he or she will like me right away.  Hmmmm…

The earthquakes

I didn’t feel a damn thing.  Not the first time, not during the aftershocks– nothing.  I slept through all of it.  Honestly when I am sleeping the walls could be crumbling and I wouldn’t know it.  Which is a good thing, in case I end up dating a snorer.  But still, a 5.4 magnitude quake and I didn’t feel or hear ANYTHING?  Damn!

Money

Oy vey.  Money has been a source of much head and heartache for me lately.  I and quickly trying to devise a plan to find more of it somehow.  It won’t be easy, but something has to work, and soon. Stay tuned there.

OK, that’s all I can think of for now.  I really and truly do hope to write more and more often.  But once I got behind I didn’t know where to begin to catch up.  Much like life, isn’t it?

Is there anything I left out?  If so, let me know.

Obama talks about gay issues to Advocate

I’m not very shy in my support for Barack Obama.  I’ve discussed on the pages of this blog and on other blogs how I chose to support him for the Democratic nomination, and was (initially) chided and even derided for my choice because of his spotty public support for gay-related issues.

Truth be told, it has been rather hard to pinpoint Obama’s views on some of the more “hot-button” issues.  He hasn’t done interviews with the gay press, save for an appearance on Logo’s Democratic debate; and the mentions he has made have been vague, at best. 

Still, I sensed a truer honesty coming from Obama, rather than the “Rah-Rah, I’m in your corner” tactic used by Hillary Clinton.  To me, her overly vocal support borders on pandering.  It’s almost TOO much.  I certainly appreciate her support, and recognize that she has done good things in her time as a Senator, but really, saying things like “I want to be first U.S. president to march in gay pride parade” just seems a bit forced to me.

Obama, however, has a more honest approach.  While he doesn’t believe that gay marriage is the answer, he supports civil unions.  He supports equality in terms of benefits for partners of gay people.  He supports the repeal of “Don’t Ask Don’t Tell,” and gives very good reasons why it should be repealed.  To me, his views and beliefs seem much more realistic and doable than those of his opponent.  As a gay person, I expect the Democratic candidate to represent me, but I also expect him or her to be realistic about what they can do.  A president can have all the great ideas in the world, but the president doesn’t make all the end decisions– despite what Bush may want us to believe.  Obama is thinking about this, and knows what can pass and what can’t.  Rather than make empty promises, he’s giving realistic promises.  I like that.

Obama sat down for an interview with The Advocate recently, where he discusses these issues and many more.  That interview was published today on their website.  If you haven’t read it yet, it’s worth a look. 

Baby Update!

I just realized I haven’t talked much about my baby nieces lately. It’s not because I don’t want to share- I have just been so busy with things lately I haven’t been so good at keeping up. So here are some pictures to keep everyone up-to-date.

Rick feeding Abby
Me feeding Abby- three weeks

Emily mid-feeding
Emily, mid-feeding with Grandma- three weeks

Rick smooching Emily
Me smooching Emily- three weeks

The girls asleep in their pack n play
The girls, asleep in their pack n play- three weeks

The girls are now two months old and so very healthy. They are growing by leaps and bounds. Every time my mom and I have visited, we’ve been amazed at how quickly they’ve grown and how much their personalities have evolved. Here are a few pictures from our most recent visit, the week after Easter.

The whole family
The whole family (Roxie included!)

Abby and Emily
Abby (l) and Emily (r) – Look at those little chunker cheeks!

Emily
Emily, just shy of two months

Abby
Abby, just shy of two months

Sunshine on my Shoulders (FINALLY!)

Spring has finally come around in Chicago, and not a moment too soon.  I was a little worried that suicidal thoughts were starting to creep into people’s brains after the lengthy — and painful — winter we’ve had.  I swear if one more flake of snow touched the ground around here, the collective city and metropolitan area was going to up and leave for warmer climes.

Granted, most of my wonderful spring interlude was spent indoors.  I had two shows with the Chicago Gay Men’s Chorus on Saturday, which required me to stand under artificial lights for a few hours instead of enjoying the natural light outdoors– but it was worth it in the end.  I did get some time to get outside between shows, and I basked in the warm sunshine as much as I could.

With this show closing, I am faced with a bit of a dilemma.  I was recently elected to the chorus’s Membership Council, but I really, really, REALLY want to take the next show off.  Anytime I do that I feel a twinge of guilt because I feel like I’m missing out on something.  But the time off is always welcomed, especially when spring and summer roll around.  So I need to really figure out what I want to do, and when and if anything interferes with rehearsal.  If it does, I’ll cut chorus out for the rest of the year.

Til then, I’m going to enjoy the sunshine, the birds chirping, the grass turning green, and the leaves blooming. And I’ll be sure to keep a bottle of nasal spray nearby, because my allergies will be sure to follow.