A few days after my dad suggested that I write about "why gays are so unhappy," he asked me if I had read about the local GLBTI group in the paper that morning. My first thought was, "here we go again, he just can't resist pushing my buttons." My next thought was, "GLBT - I"? When did it become GLBTI?

I was shocked and saddened when I heard the news on the radio late this afternoon that lesbian activist, Del Martin, had died this morning, August 27, 2008. Her wife, partner of 55 years, Phyllis Lyon was by her side when she died. After hearing the news, I immediately went my computer to make sure it was true. I couldn't quite believe it. It was confirmed by a story on CNN.com.

Over the last few weeks, the Internet has been abuzz with sci-fi fan reaction to writer Orson Scott Card's most recent posts for the Mormon Times (Science on gays falls short and State job is not to redefine marriage) about homosexuality and gay marriage. Though he has been outspoken on the issue of homosexuality as far back as 1990, it has only recently attracted great attention.

Rachel Kramer Bussel has an excellent piece live in the Huffington Post about Carla Bruni, her reported number of sexual partners(15) and whether counting out loud makes you a big slut (she says in our culture, it does). Worth a read and thought provoking.

One of the benefits of working for your father's company is that you get to see your dad every day. One of the down sides of working for your father's company is that you have to see your dad every day. Working for the family business is not for everyone. Not only does it require you to compartmentalize your family relationship, because who really wants to talk shop during Thanksgiving dinner, but you also have to realize that becoming and remaining your own adult person can be much more difficult when the person you call dad signs your paychecks and approves your vacations time.

Last week in the car, my four-year-old daughter asked me who she thought she should marry.  I told her she needn't worry about that until AFTER HIGH SCHOOL. Then she asked if she should marry a boy.  And ... it gave me pause. 

This is the problem with going to BlogHer--it's like exercise. It makes you all healthy and energized. You come home and your thoughts feel cleansed as if they've just done a round of cardio and finished off the workout with a glass of carrot juice.

Earlier this week, Vered, who writes MomGrind, wrote a post about blogging and anonymity that got me thinking and left me wondering. In her post, she illustrated that most of the people she reads use their real name and include their photo as part of their blog.

A few months ago Betty Please and I decided that the time was right to expand our family beyond the two of us and our 5 furry, four-legged friends. Actually, I believe I said something like, "You know honey, I'm turning 37 soon, and we're not getting any younger.

Most people who know me realize that, notwithstanding my recent crisis of political faith, I will not be voting for John McCain in November. But as an adoptive mother I have a soft spot in my heart for the McCain family since they are an adoptive family, too.

You know the funny thing about being gay is that it's exactly like being straight, but different.

While listening to the radio the other day, I heard a teaser for an upcoming Marketplace (7/7/08 show, Racing after gay consumer segment) that made me stay by my radio to wait for the show air. The teaser was something to the effect of, and I'm just giving you the gist of what I recall, 'car manufacturers race to advertise to the untapped gay market.' My immediate response to this promo was to talk back, and I do mean to speak out loud, to my radio, "What!?