Pride Love

We were going to pass on the Pride Parade this year...too many people, too much waiting, too many dykes with cranky babies, gay churches, and not enough protest. We were going to spend a quiet day at our house working on one project or another...

...until we learned that our dear friend, Ms. Love was going to be one of the two Grand Marshalls of the parade...then we just had to go...

We got up this morning, had our coffee/cocoa and breakfast, then jumped on our bikes (to avoid the parking hassles and the crowds) and rode "gayly" down Jackson to 4th, then up 4th through the parade folks standing in the 85 degree heat waiting for the parade to start. It was a perfect way to really see the parade, but the diamond of the whole event was Ms. Love in her tiara as she sat perched on the back of a silver Mazada Miata waving proudly at the onlookers...



...we're so proud of our Ms. Love. She truly does good work as a health educator for the schools...setting up gay-straight alliances throughout the high schools and providing kids with access to important "queer" information. Everyone knows her in town...we really can't go anywhere without Ms. Love being spotted and hugged and squeezed.

But today, high atop her festive car, she was in her element...We're proud to call you our friend, Ms. Love (and Jeanne, her partner, too!)



Of course, once we snapped these pictures, we hopped back on our bikes and went the long route home in the hot, hot sun. Perfect way to do the pride parade.