This weekend when Dallas was under layer of ice, we were the brave duo that scurried across Dallas. Why would we live so dangerously? One reason. We were headed to a gay party! Yes, it's okay to risk your life on a patch of ice ("Jesus Take The Wheel") if you're headed to a gay party! There were more straight people than gay people in attendance, but the party was gay because our (gay) friends Steve and Jeff hosted the event.
Or I might have called it a gay party because a cheese ball in the shape of a Christmas tree, complete with a star and tree trunk made of pecans, was on the buffet line. Or I might have called it a gay party because in one corner there were a trio of Westies pulling a pair of Westies in a sleigh. Or I might have called it a gay party because they have a Richard MacDonald sculpture. Or I might have called it a gay party because they have a house with three fireplaces. These things don't appear at straight parties.
It was a lovely night. We ate wonderful food. Everyone (excluding me) sang Christmas songs around the piano. We had great conversation with our friends and friends of our friends. Plus, I really enjoyed being in their lovely home; it was a warm and cheery place to be on the coldest of Dallas nights.
I love that!
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