A Weekend To Remember

So Pride Weekend has come and gone once again. No one lost any teeth this year (thankfully). This weekend happened to be our bi-yearly shift change at the PD, so I wasn't able to get Saturday off for the Pink Party. I got out of work early Sunday morning at 1 AM. I then headed back to my house to mix 2+ gallons of Cosmopolitans for the parade.

Sunday morning, I made it to the parade by 10:00 AM. It was the perfect San Francisco day. Cool, breezy, and sunny. A gaggle of my friends came out. We enjoyed the parade, downed the Cosmos by noon, and then trooped over to Civic Center for the rest of the festivities.

Pride did seem a bit subdued this year. In the center area, there weren't nearly as many booths and the Latin stage was pretty quiet until Fey started performing around 4 PM. I suppose performing is a strong word as she lip synched her entire act a la Britney Spears. Still, she had some great dancers. Gloria Trevi hit the stage at 5 PM and gave a good performance.

My man had some friends in from LA and San Jo, so he and I met up periodically during the day. After Pride, we crashed at his hotel for a few hours. He and his crew ventured out to the Castro while I went home and crashed.

Monday, I picked him up just after noon and we spent an amazing day together. We stopped in at Tartine, and then headed over to Dolores Park where we sat on the grass in the sunshine and dog watched. Following that, we headed over to Ocean Beach where the fog had rolled in thick and heavy. It was one of those amazing San Francisco days where the tourists draw back in fear, yet I revel. It is hard to express why I feel so much a part of the fog. The wind plays the fog like an accomplished musician artfully plays their instrument. It chills me to the depths of my soul and makes me feel such a great love and connection to my home, my City by the Bay. San Francisco is a city of extremes. You will not find anyone who thinks San Francisco is ok or just alright. Either you love it here with all of your heart and soul or you were not built for the chaos and the havoc that is the Land of Misfit Toys.

We finished up the day with dinner at Hotei and then I regretfully headed to work for a late night overtime shift.

After a nearly perfect and effortless day, I am pleased to announce that the man who makes me beam (even now at 5 AM) and has made the last few weeks so special and amazing has agreed to be my boyfriend. Thus far, our relationship has consisted of happiness, joy, laughter, passion, sharing, exploration, and a level of comfort with each other that takes months if not years to achieve. He has brought forth parts of me that I did not think would ever emerge from the shadows of disappointments, previous relationships, broken promises, and a general distrust of gay men as a whole. For this, my fervent hope is that I am able to provide him with even one tenth of the happiness that he has brought forth in me. Te quiero mucho Oziel.

Hope that everyone had a great weekend. Movie Friday will be back this week. Promise.

Cuidate.