So glad it's Friday

and this is my weekend with Lynn...finally! She has one more concert this Sunday at the Mission in Santa Clara. After that concert, she is all mine! We're getting a hotel for Saturday and Sunday that is near the Mission and she won't have to do a cross country jaunt back and forth to her concert. It has been since that bridezilla wedding we spent the weekend together in October. Up until now, that's much too long to be without each other and we make due seeing each other during the week when our schedules allow. It is our time together to rejoice, engage, recharge, rekindle and love. Nothing matters but our two spirits becoming one, entwined and interwoven, our lives fusing together if but for a night....a beautiful night of loving.

Wonderful day for a lesbian wedding

What a dreary day for a wedding, fog and rain was in the forecast. Women love this stuff. Like walking on the beach. Lynn and I started out for the church early because she had to be there for sound checks and rehearsal with Reiko, the organ/pianist extraordinaire. There were a few church staff and helpers setting up for the wedding. Lynn and Reiko practiced while I took some pictures of the beautifully artistic stain glass windows within the church. Lynn sounded wonderful in spite of her stirrings of a cold and Reiko was, can we say monsterly awesome with her wickedly quick fingers tickling the ivories! She can tickle me anytime. The bridal tribe arrived by motorized cable car to the church early to take pictures. The women were visions of beauty dressed in their dark satin purple dresses and the men were dressed in nice black suits and white collared shirts with converse tennis shoes making up the rest of their wardrobe. Everyone seemed to by going over their idiosyncrasies to make this a wonderful wedding. The church was all abuzz with chatter, laughter and joy. The pastor prepared for her first ever wedding, gay or straight. Guests started arriving in spite of the rain. The wedding couple showed up late at 4:30pm for a 4:00pm wedding start as stated on their invitations. Reiko, was getting a little unnerved and luckily she had enough sheet music to survive the half hour tardiness of the brides. Finally, they arrive and all is quiet as Angella, looking beautiful in her virgin white gown with purple down her backside draped train, walked down the aisle first. As she waited patiently for her wife to be to walk in after her, you could see the nervousness and fatigue melt from her visage only to be replaced by adulation and the loving glow of beauty as her soon to be wife walked in. Near tears from both woman as they gazed upon each other and held hands, hands that would bond them from here to eternity. This was a Catholic mass complete with Lynn as the Cantor, a woman pastor and all the details of what a Catholic wedding is. For nearly an hour, we stood up, sat down, said our "praise be to god", listened to beautiful Lynn sing while Reiko played and the Pastor laying her hand of god upon the loving couple as they listened intently. It wasn't until this point that the couple settled down and paid attention because this would be the point that seals them as wife and wife. Those were the words they waited for, "you may now kiss your bride". A thundering applause by the audience, tears of happiness from the couple and the soft sound of the rain, a thousand kisses from god.

Mz Chauffer for the day

I just came back from taking Carmen to work in San Jose this morning which is a 40 minute commute each way but going 90 mile per hour will get you there in 30 minutes which is what I did. She starts at 5am! Totally insane and I have told Carmen to get up earlier so I wouldn't have to rush like that and possibly get a ticket which would be a moving violation and hike up my insurance! On the return I drove 70 on the Highway marked for 65mph, reasonable. I also had to take her son, Maurice to school at 8:30am which he got a few hours to rest before I woke him up for breakfast, brush his teeth, wash his face and get his school stuff ready. Well, it wasn't happening at 7am. He didn't move or get up for no one, not even his auntie. So I had to bribe him to get up with the Nintendo Wii. Yup, that boy got up like a bolt of lightning and got ready so quick after doing all of the above that he had forty five minutes to spare for his Wii. Before dropping him off at school, he gave a quick call to his mom letting her know he's early to school and that he loved her. No mention of the Wii unless Carmen happens upon this blog. It's our secret.
I dropped my 24 year old daughter off at work. She sells the Kirby vacuum and is going away this weekend with her co-workers in a big company van to sell those things down in the Los Angeles area. She gave Lynn and I a demonstration a few days ago and it was a bear to put together, poor thing spent close to an hour just figuring out how to put it together. She finally got it hooked up and vacuumed around a bit. It didn't feel like it was a very powerful vacuum, i would rather go with a shop vac but I wouldn't tell her that. She's a hard worker and will do what she wants to do and will see this job through but only for awhile. So, she's dropped off and I'm heading home to take a nap until tonight for my final gig with Lynn. That's when we go to San Francisco for the dress rehearsal and dinner.
Dress rehearsal and came and went. Lynn and I didn't really need to be there. The rehearsal? Can you say Confused, Chaotic, and comical? That's how it was. I think I dozed off a few times only to catch Vanessa, one of the line woman, looking my way long enough to catch me dozing! Lynn finally got in two songs amid all the chatter about the placements and arrangements of the brides. A lot of work goes into getting married. It was over withing an hour and a half and off to the restaurant we go. The Italian restaurant where the dinner reception was held was like a step above a loud and noisy Chevy's but with great Italian food. The wedding party had pre-ordered everything from the appetizer calamari, to the shrimp pasta or chicken marinated in Marsala with mash potato and of course our "buttery" wine. I have to admit the brides looked beautiful. Seeing them through dinner and noting their immense generosity towards their families, i wish them all the happiness. It will be a beautiful wedding tomorrow.

Bridezilla on the Warpath

For the past three months, my girlfriend has been rehearsing and lending her beautiful angelic voice for hire to a wedding that will happen this weekend. A lesbian wedding, complete with a woman Pastor, a woman organ/pianist extraordinaire and it will be presented in a Catholic church! Can you image that? It will not be a legal wedding because the state of California has not passed the law making it legal. For all intent and purpose, these two young women, this will be their wedding day in their lifetime and in their pursuit for happiness.

The bride has been wanting to be everywhere at all times in everything which this week has taken a toll on her to the point of her breaking down and crying on her cell phone to my girlfriend. I think for every woman that is about to marry, gay or straight, they go through this period of "bridal remorse" or as my g/f puts it, "hell week". Appropriately named because the stress gets to be too much and a few days before the wedding, the bride breaks down and has a good cry somewhere. The bride may or may not know of all the stress that she puts upon herself as well as the other people involved in what is supposed to be the most wondrous time of your lives. There's room for mistakes, your wedding may not be perfect and in the end, it is you, your loved one, the pastor and god.