It's about f'ing time!

Boy howdy I have been busy! I am usually doing stuff but this is "pouring" week! Let me start by saying on the way to my parent’s house Wednesday afternoon I got a phone call. I could not pull over fast (and safely) enough to answer (I won’t answer my new hand held if I am driving) the call. I did not recognize the number so I waited semi-patiently for the voice mail. It was the recruiter I had talked to on Monday. She is the Pharm Tech recruiter for the hospital I interviewed for. She is also the same one that “let the cat out of the bag.” She let me know that they had moved forward with the next phase with me – meaning they were checking references etc. Anyway, she offered the job to me with a start date the first of August! I was very excited and could not wait to tell my parents! I have to join a union but will get benefits through the union. Oh, I get paid more than my last position! (Woo Hoo!!) It also made my day altogether more crazy. Nick was coming over to spend the night and go Roller Skating with me but I still had to pick up some needed items at my parents, go to Winco as I was out of milk, bread and other stuff. Once you are offered a job you have 48 hours to take and pass the drug test. I had agreed that morning to "help" t run a Garage sale Friday and Sat with set up on Thursday. Anyway, somehow I managed to get it all done and beat Nick back to my house.

The whole time I skated in Derby Nick did not want to go Roller Skating. He has really changed a lot and grown up! He asked if it was okay for a few friends to meet us there - sure! We had a great time! He and his friends were well mannered. They thoroughly enjoyed themselves and want to go every Wednesday and bring more friends. Nick has a girl that is a friend who has a "hot mom" that is my age who is bi. The "kids" have decided to set us up. She will come on a Wednesday to skate. Sounds like fun. More to say but will part II this to get this part out. I AM EMPLOYED!!!!!

Living my life

I have been so busy living life I have not had time to write about it! I will go down the list in my brain (that I remember) and catch you up. I can’t rely on the internet to remind me where I left off here so bear with me. I am at my parents watching the place while they are at a funeral. Working on my laptop but no internet. Worker guys are ripping up and replacing flooring in their kitchen/pantry/family room.

About three weeks ago my dad changed the 5 gallon water bottle on the way to bed. The next morning the panty floor was squishy. . . . The bottle was faulty and caused a lot of damage. It also set in motion a decorating nightmare for me. Why? Cause I am the grunt labor minion for my parents. I do enjoy the decorating part but can only do so much manual labor! (I seem to be the decorating minion for a few.) So you have to change the floor, now the paint needs freshened and the cabinet knobs are old and the counter and cabinet doors need updated . . . . . *sigh* Like I said. I don’t mind helping (and by helping I mean doing) but where is the fire people! Can I have some time now and again to work on my stuff and my place? I started painting my bedroom around the time of this disaster but have not had time to work on my room! I cant start it and leave it for a day or two as there is no where to leave things!

In other remodel fun I have been bartering Jewelry for interior painting with t. I feel I am getting the better end of the deal but she feels the same so win-win. Last week when they were out of town I finished the woodwork in the bathroom. I don’t think the former owners of the house stripped the varnished wood work before painting. I spent about 4 hours sanding down everything in a smaller bathroom before I could even paint. I did the best I could but am still not convinced it was the best job I could have done. Some of the old paint came off in full sheets like it was never stuck to anything! I was limited on time to do the job and communication with the vacationing folks so I continued. t had said in the near future the bathroom vanity would be replaced and that was where the iffy paint was so I made it look pretty for now. I still need to paint their master bedroom and touch up on the ceiling where others did not have a steady hand. (I am so anal when it comes to painting! t says I am detail oriented. Same thing, right?) The painting is on hold at her house until the replacement windows get installed. I will be painting the windows inside and out. They will come primed from the factory. I will be quite pimped out with t jewels by the end of the summer.

Dating and Robert. Notice that I said them separately. Last I checked we decided to be music buddies. We did go to one concert . . . with his grabby friend. It took too long to get my CD’s back from him. Here is the rest of that story. I had e-mailed and texted him a couple of times to get my CD's back from him I lent him the night of the concert. This was after waiting for a week and a half after he got back from his long weekend camping trip. His excuse for forgetting me was his life changing news. He got a promotion and transfer to Washington DC. He was leaving on the 26^th to drive there to start his new job on the 5^th of July. He asked if I wanted to meet for a beer in my neighborhood. I picked Deschutes Brewery because I like the beers and the walk from my place. I had a busy day leading up to meeting (which will be another installment in this catch up saga novel I am writing.) so I did not have time to make dinner. We ended up eating there at the bar since it was so packed (with hipsters that Robert dislikes) even after 7pm. I was surprised that two hours went by! My plan was to browse/people watch at Powells on my way home but Robert insisted on driving me home. Last time he drove me home he dropped me around the corner from my door and gave me a hug with his seat belt still on. That is what I expected this time but nooooo. He practically killed the transmission slamming it in park. *huh?* He ran around the truck and opened my door . . . okay. . . *very puzzled* He waited while I thanked him for dinner then swooped in for the usual hug. As I was pulling out of said hug he planted a kiss on my lips along with pulling back into the hug – WHAT? Is this how music buddies say good bye because that is not how he acted last time – just his friend. I was stunned to say the least. Anyway this was on Wednesday and he asked to see me that weekend. I told him it was Pride (no, I had not told him about being Bi since we were not dating. We had not really had any big conversations about ourselves.) and I was going to different venues during the weekend. Did he want to go to a dance party? He seemed interested. By Friday morning he sent me a text that he was having a garage sale that weekend (Fathers Day weekend is a bad weekend for a garage sale but whatever) but we would talk soon. I did not expect to hear back after that and I have not. He was so passive/aggressive! Bottom line is he was a nice enough guy but no spark. He was unreliable in our short time and I felt like I scolded him for his lack a manners more than anything. I honestly don’t expect to hear from him again but anything can happen. Stay tuned.

Wil had asked me if his friend from high school could stay with us a few days. He moved to Louisiana last year with his parents. They moved there because of the college their kids could go to as residents. Anyway, Wil forgot about the dates until he got a call from said friend while he was at work the night before. I did not find out until after noon. I made Wil clean his room and I vacuumed. The “Boy’s” bathroom needed some attention too and the kitchen. That was why I did not have time to make myself dinner before meeting Robert. Wil and his friend went out to have pizza and meet some friends after the friend arrived early. I finished cleaning up. The next day I had to get up early to work at t’s so when I came home that afternoon I took a nap. During my nap Wil’s friend found out that his only friend in his new home town and his apartment sitter shot himself in the head on the couch. His parents were also out of town on vacation. That is hard news to receive but when you are back in the area where all of your friends are and where you would rather be I imagine it to be even worse. They went out with some friends that night who could not go out the next night for his birthday. At least it did not happen on his birthday? I was dead asleep when they came home that night. Wil had to work the next morning so he went to bed. The friend came into my room “to see if I was awake”. He said he wanted to talk to me. It went from talking to him to his being next to me on my bed. He asked if he could stay with me that night. Are you kidding me? First off, no! Secondly, you are my son’s friend and turning 23! I thought there was a guy code that deals with this. Not cool. Then he asked if he could kiss me. *What the fuck is wrong with you?!?* Anyway, I talked to him a bit about the friend and then sent him on his way. *shakes head* Why do these things always seem to happen to me? I acted like nothing happened the next day and he left that night as planned. I did not tell Wil what happened. Weird thing to have to deal with.Welcome to my world.

Pride started off with a block party in the sunshine! Friday was the first sunny day we had. I got a couple gals to go to the opening block party with me. There was a nice mix of folks there. The bands were good and the well drinks cheap and strong. After playing a couple rounds of pool we went outside (where the bands where sit up and playing) to the lounge area in the sun. I was walking in to use the bathroom when a cute, young gal looks at me and tells me how hot I am. She follows that with another statement or rather confession. She had recently broken up with her boyfriend and she is straight. I said thank you and kept walking. When I came back she told me again how hot I was then grabbed my face and appeared to be looking for my tonsils with her tongue. I don’t think she was a doctor so it was a confusing moment. My friends witnessed the exchange and thought I found a love connection. She did not examine anyone else but got me a couple more times. No digits, no name and still confused. Who goes to Pride to make out with a straight girl? Okay, I guess that is how things happen in my world. The only other connections I made at Pride were guys but not bi.

When I was going to the Pride Parade Sunday morning I walked by some floats queued up to go and heard a voice I knew. I said hi to a gay guy that used to help out at Derby. He told me to get on the float since others never showed up. It was a Salem group with the “Queen” of drag from the Salem pageant. “She” was dressed up but only one other out of 3 guys were "Dragged out". I am not sure why the two committed lesbians were there since they would not do drag. The guy I knew in this group had been drinking since 8am and it was 11:45. Aaron soon lay down on the “float” (long trailer towed behind an extended cab truck) then started throwing up. Good times. There was a Starbucks a block away and I had to go to the bathroom anyway so I went to get water and something to feed Aaron. The float was gone when I got back but only a few blocks away. When I caught up Queen Loni demanded I stay and wave to the crowd. Seeing as “she” was about 7 feet tall with heels and hair not to mention the 5 foot tall metal, blinged out septer I agreed. Instead of watching the parade I was in it. It was actually kind of fun. I got to be silly, flirt, jump off for hugs and see people I knew. It was also interesting to be part of the drag entourage once we got to the water front and Pride. Very interesting experience and I enjoyed living in the moment.

So yes, I have been busy living and doing stuff. I have more to say but out of time for now. I am still looking for "Lobster Todd". If you see him send him my way.

Same DNA , Born this way

I really think Lady GaGa knows what the fuck she is talking about. Mother Monster is wise beyond her years and I need to listen more. I know that at my monumental amount of years I am still very naive. I also did not listen to my inner Diva until 11 years ago. That is when I woke up in Suburbia wondering how I got there and where the fuck am I? The rest is my history and the growing up years. I have a long way to go and learn something everyday - for sure.

I have recently run into some judgement and misinformed individuals about my sexuality. I thought we were in a much more informed and tolerant world now - especially in Portland. That was a annoying two part thing already mentioned in my world but now the headlines in the local news are scary. We are back to Gay Bashing in Portland. Even worse it is happening in my neighborhood! I am shocked! I don't understand people and their lack of tolerance for others. No wonder some of the alternative life style folk stay firmly in the closet. I have even been selective in who I tell. It does not define me but it is part of me. I'm not ashamed but not everyone needs to know. I am worried about an all out war by Gay Pride here on Fathers Day.

I am an honest person and try to not to judge others. Once you act shady or behave poorly all bets are off but I do try to think the best of people. I think that is one reason I am having a lot of trouble dating. I figure I am very honest and forth right so everyone is, right. Someone recently told me that is a load of crap. If I am not judgmental they are Sammy Davis Jr. Well, they are not SD Jr. but they still claim I am very judgmental. Anyone want to weigh in?

Here I am when I am out devouring women

on the side . . . . of course

Someone up there has a wierd humor

I will say that the "Greater Being" above is sure laughing at me today. Not one but three men are now on my "What the fuck is wrong with you shit list." A guy friend thought bisexual meant I was the third for a threesome. Also, I have multiple sex partners. I told him "Uh, no." After much back and forth he wanted to set me up with his friend. His friend said "No, not unless she would be willing to give up the girls on the side." That sounds so shady! What do I do go around looking for girls and ravage them? I even asked a male clerk at the store what he thought a bisexual is or meant. He was also under the impression that it meant I would have multiple partners that were mostly women but would have men too. that was either at the same time (orgy style?) or several encounters in a week. WTF is wrong with people? Here is a definition of a bisexual in case you are lost. This is from a publication not Wikipedia!

"Bisexual people have the capacity to love people of either gender. This can include physical, sexual, and emotional attraction to and/or relationships with men and women. Over time in life, a bisexual person might feel equally attracted to men and women or to one gender in preference to the other. The strength of these attractions may change over time. Being bisexual does not define either one's lifestyle or sexual behavior. Bisexual people may be monogamous or abstinent or may have multiple sexual partners, just like heterosexual and lesbian and gay people. Many people are bisexual and bisexuality cuts across distinctions of race/ethnicity, gender, age, class, ability, and religious affiliation. You are not alone, and you are likely to meet bisexual people just about anywhere you go."

Being bisexual means we have the potential to be attracted to either sex. Some bisexuals, like me, may be attracted to each sex in a different way; but basically, we are capable of loving people of either sex.
Mikey, United Kingdom, age 14

A quote from Wikipedia
"The belief that bisexuality does not exist is common in society."


Yes, I am flabbergasted! Are people getting stupider or ignorant? Seems like I should say most men are stupid or dogs . . . . ?

Dont be a Drag - Be a Queen

Lady Gaga

update: online dating-or is it?

I have received e-mails that have really left me shaking my head in disbelief. I actually deleted one of my free dating site profiles last night. It was the only one that let me register as Bi. I never got very far with anyone on that site and it was where I received the bulk of weird e-mails. Some examples are (from a lesbian) "Would you consider having sex with someone before getting married." A creepy guy told me what a hot well endowed lover he was and was I okay with the string of lovers he and hi Bi wife wanted to experiment with. Wha? One e-mail I got yesterday was from a 38 year old Bi that said she never really breaks up with anyone. She would always consider sleeping with an "ex" anytime. Doesn't everyone feel this way? This morning I got an e-mail from a guy who lived in the f'ing forest and is looking for a BBW!?! First off if you had read my profile at all it clearly states in the header and within the profile that I am an URBAN girl and yes I have put on a few pounds but I am not a big girl! A transitioning "straight" man (soon to be woman) figured since I was Bi I would want him/her period. Really? In the photo he sent me he looked like Dustin Hoffman in Tootsie. Was I on a dating site or at a sexual circus?

Do any of you remember my excitement about a guy I met on the more "normal" dating site? His "handle" is SweetPDXguy. He had marked me as one of his favorites but never wrote to me. I had written to others back and forth but no real connection. When I was going through the site one day I looked to see who had marked me as their favorite and that is how I found him (again). I had read his profile a couple of months before when he first "marked" me but did not to write him. When I found him again I liked the profile so I wrote to him. We hit it off and wrote at least once a day back and forth asking and answering all sorts of questions for a few weeks. The flirting was fun and when I would get a new e-mail from him it would bring a smile to my face just opening it. He was making some life changing career choices at the time and decided it was not a good time to start a relationship. I was pretty bummed and would measure any potential dates to him. Last Friday I was almost done with a bike ride and saw a tall cute red headed guy walking into a building. Definitely got my attention but at the same time there was something familiar about him but could not seem to bring it to the front of my brain. I kept biking since I was not looking my best (stinky with greasy hair in my helmet pony-tailed up) to introduce myself to a hottie. About 1/2 mile later I thought I had figured it out - SweetPDXguy! We had e-mailed off the site so I had a real e-mail address. I e-mailed him that night asking if it was him. Since then we are e-mailing back and forth in that same puts-a-smile-on-my-face flirting fun. If nothing else I hope we meet this time so I am not left wondering "what if?" That was one of the harder aspects of our "ending." Stay tuned . . . .

fun times

I am so glad I went to QK I had a wonderful time! It has been such a long time since I have been there. I told the boys I would not stay the whole time (three hours) but I did! I missed Sharon and D not being there but re-aquianted myself with Steph and met some others. It was nice to sit and knit with people that understand , talk and laugh about our sexual orientation and knitty experiences.

I hope to attend open knit at Lint again this week. I told Steph I would be there so I better! Almost done with all the sewing on two projects then I need to start something! Checking the stash for some free ideas.

Sex and the city

Borrowed this from Bron. She was Miranda.

Which Sex and the City Player Are You?

You're upbeat, insightful, effervescent and imaginative.

Sometimes a little too imaginative... You're all about the subtext, about what's going on between the lines. You very rarely take anything at face-value.

You also have a tendency to be a little neurotic and self-absorbed, and fall for guys who are either (for the most part) emotionally unattainable or completely wrong for you.

That's okay, though, everyone loves you anyway. You're very well-liked. You always have a shoulder for your friends to cry on or an ear for them to gossip in. High-profile and fun, you're the life of the party.

Carrie quotes: "You can't make friends with a squirrel. Squirrels are just rats with cuter outfits."

"I'm thinking balls are to men, what purses are to women. It's just a little bag but we'd feel naked in public without it."

"The only thing I've ever successfully made in the kitchen is a mess. And several small fires."

It should be which one do you look like. Carrie thinks bi's are weird. I still really like the show and would love to own the complete series that is available. *sigh*