Somehow my husband and I picked the perfect place to sit out a pandemic. We live in a suburban neighborhood in a rented house. Our small development backs up to a county park. We try and do two loops through the park and neighborhood, which is two miles, for our daily walk, weather permitting. We do not wear masks, which so many of my friends find questionable, but we do not come close to anybody in this low-density area.Continue reading
“Got my tweed pressed, got my best vest, all I need now is the boy
Got my striped tie, got my hopes high
Got the time and the place and I got the rhythm
Now all I need’s the boy to go with’em”
-from All I Need Now Is The Girl by Jule Styne, Stephen Sondheim
I do have a wedding suit, white shirt, and tie, all pressed and ready to go. The shoes, well no one will be able to see my expensive new shoes at our virtual wedding so they may stay in the box. I would love a haircut but all the barbershops are closed. I am stuck using my electric beard and head trimmer and trying not to butcher my hair too much.
It is really wonderful how excited our friends and family are to share in our virtual wedding. My husband and I shared with each other last night that, since we got married two weeks ago, we are less excited about the virtual wedding than we once were. But friends are writing to us that they are excited about the wedding and some are even dressing up. Which is all getting me excited again.
I had this vision of the two grooms in similar but different suits. My husband because of his pale skin bought a light blue suit and I got, with my darker complexion, a darker blue suit. We both got white shirts and funky paisley print ties in shades of blue. I expect we will be handsome, even if no one can see us in person.
We will have a wedding cake to cut and a toast with Champagne after the wedding. It should all be great fun, if not a little strange to be doing this in front of the cameras, just the two of us alone in our home.
If he’ll just appear we’ll take this big town for a whirl
And if he’ll say “My, darling, I’m yours”
I’ll throw away my striped tie and my best-pressed tweed
All I really need is the boy
Last evening my husband and I sat on the couch and edited the introductory comments that we will make for our virtual wedding ceremony. I was surprised how this began to make me uncomfortable. Continue reading
Some stories you just can not make up. My partner, now husband, had a beautiful small in-person wedding planned for April 25th. We had spent weeks picking the venue, a beautiful park-like setting; the caterer, whose food was incredible; a fantastic florist; a day-of-wedding planner; officiant; wedding cake baker, and more. Then came the novel coronavirus, COVID-19. Continue reading
As a newly married man, I am finding some interesting things about this venerable institution. For one the sex is better. I do not know why but getting married has rekindled a greater passion between me and my husband. I also find myself looking at my newly minted husband through fresh eyes: ‘you are the one I plan to spend the rest of my life with’, and it is nice. Continue reading
We had two important goals when we left the house this morning: get married and buy toilet paper. Now our two goals might seem incompatible but they are not during a pandemic. Continue reading
I facilitate peer support meetings for men who are gay, bi or questioning and have been married or involved with a woman. In a recent meeting, a man said he felt that there were “two versions of myself”. I felt very much the same for most of my adult life. Continue reading