World AIDS Day

Click on this World AIDS Day link to get informed and find out how to be tested.  I've never been tested for HIV or any other STD /  STI and feel horribly guilty about my cowardice.

But in the meantime, here are some pics of hotties from the  Red Speedo Blog to mark the occasion.

I've had a stressful weekend involving the latest drama with my ex-wife.  I suddenly became angry, mainly at myself, for still being afraid of her and for still having to deal with this bullshit, four years after coming out to her.

So I blasted her via text messaging and she backed down.   There's much more to this on-going drama but right now, I don't feel like thinking about it, much less blogging the story.   So here are some random thoughts for Sunday morning.

1.  Our local AIDS organization had a breakfast on Friday to mark World AIDS Day.  I purchased a ticket and was looking forward to attending.  Major "gay" events are few and far between in my town and I intend to support all of them.

Also, I wanted to show my face publicly as one of the few out teachers in town.  Everyone of importance in town would be there;  the mayor, school officials and all the local politicians.

As well, I would meet LGBTQ people I know and possibility some new ones and perhaps seek out some volunteer opportunities.

But my son was having mechanical difficulties with his truck and by the time we got them sorted out, I missed the breakfast and was nearly late to my own class!  :-)    Next year!

2.  My oldest daughter is here for the week which I deeply appreciate.  She's very diligent in dividing her time between her parents' homes although I know in the off-season, she really would prefer to remain in town.  It's pretty bleak out here in the winter and it's a much shorter drive to all her friends' homes as well as her school and work.

I really admire her work ethic.  At 21, she's fully self-funding (although she lives rent-free with her parents), attending culinary school full-time AND cooking at local fresh-food restaurant for three six-hour shifts per week.  I'm very proud of all my kids! 

3.  I got to spend the night snuggled up with my own little dog, as usual, and my son's dog who likes to sleep with her wet nose pressed up against my cheek or neck.  Sweet!  But it would be so much sweeter to have a sexy man's lips pressed up against me all night.

My son works full 8 hour shifts at KFC most weekend days as well as the odd weekday shift.  Apparently, due to staff turn-over, he's one of the main cooks there... "the reliable one."  His sisters and I still cannot picture him standing over deep-fryer all day, handling raw chicken and cleaning out the grease traps.  Too funny!

Most weekend nights, my son sleeps over in town at friends' houses;  I usually send some food with him such as a pan of lasagna or some unbaked, homemade pizzas so he's not always being a freeloader.  He hasn't had friends over here for a long time, maybe because (1) the house is under construction and (2) all his friends attend my school and some are my students which would be a bit awkward.

I hope that the fact that I'm gay isn't the reason that he doesn't bring his friends over .... that's another bridge we might have to cross, but not right now.