Sunday, Football, Pride, and Loss (again)

Well, it’s Monday and I am officially wiped out. I started the day this way and I have only myself to blame. We have dogs… three very small ones and umm, they sleep in the bed with us. Not something I’m proud of, and not the smartest thing in the world if one wants a healthy night of rest. Callie, the “middle child” kept crawling around the bed last night, in and out of the covers… ugh. Tallulah, like her mother, has no patience for that, and would give a deep growl every time Callie started moving. Let’s not even discuss Calvin, who sleeps well enough, but has other major issues, and jumps up ready to go to the restroom as soon as the alarm goes off. Needless to say, you can’t catch a break.

Yesterday was Sunday. Sunday means a lot of different things to a lot of different people. For some it’s a day of rest, a day spent with church families, a day of football worship, and for others on this particular Sunday, a day for a Gay Pride Celebration. Gay pride parades are something else to see. Men dressed up in their finest ball gowns or skimpy leather wear… women riding topless on motorcycles… toddlers sporting t-shirts with the claim of having two mommies or daddies… rainbows everywhere you look… candy, beaded necklaces, and other party type favors flying through the air as the colorful (in more ways than one) floats go by… live music playing in the park located the last block of the parade, and last but not least the protesters waving their crosses and shouting how much God hates the gays.

The wife and I didn’t attend Gay Pride… she hates that stuff and feels like it gives gays a bad image. I guess she’s right… people tend to focus on the “side shows” of the parade and not the point behind it. The point being… it feels good to get out and be who you are for one day. Hold your partner’s hand in public without judgment… for one day. I like going to the parades. This doesn’t mean I show my “rainbow” colors. I just love the people watching. It’s a sight to behold. I love the music, I love parades in general and you have to admit Gay Pride is the brightest most colorful, most celebratory looking parade out there! Although… I would have never taken my small children to the parade itself. The after-party in the park is more family friendly.

So this Sunday we had a “football worship” Sunday… wasted time. The Dallas Cowboys seem to be a bit overrated this year. I’d rather spew gay pride than show Cowboy pride at this moment.