With the fight for marriage equality making headlines almost every day, and now, state bills popping up to "protect religious freedom" from us homosexuals, I have to ask myself what the hell is there about my life and my desire to marry the man I love that causes these people to act, well, crazy, for the lack of a better word? To me I'm just living my life with the man I love. From time to time, that man dresses up like a woman to entertain others and to raise money for important causes, but at the end of the day, it's still just our life.
So, I figured, maybe that life should be examined to see why it drives people so crazy.
Let's face it, what better example is there of what is wrong with those damn homosexuals than a Drag Queen and the husband who writes about it for all to read about it?
So let's look at how Vivian and I spent the last few days and see if we can figure out what is so damn threatening about us:
Friday morning, I woke up and let the dogs out and fed them. The three of us came back upstairs to wake Jeff up so he could get ready for work. While Jeff got ready for work, I perused Facebook on my phone while lying in bed. After Jeff finished dressing, I kissed him goodbye and told him I loved him, and I got ready for work.
I don't know about you, but so far this seems like a pretty typical morning -- nothing scary, and nothing different than what I grew up watching my straight parents do.
Once I arrived at work, I proceeded to sign into my work computer and all the systems I needed to do my job. Not my gay job or gay computer, just my job and computer. Once signed in, I sent Jeff a message. Yes, Jeff and I work for the same company and instant message each other through out the day.
After work was over, I headed home where Jeff was on the computer, on Facebook as usual, and waiting on me so we could go shopping for groceries and other house items, like dog food and toiletries. Not gay groceries, or gay dog food or even gay toiletries. Once that was done, we came home and put way out items, made a pizza for dinner and watched TV for the rest of the night.
I don't know, but that seems like a pretty boring Friday, and not something that will cause the fall of the civilized world as we know it, or take people's religious freedoms away.
Saturday morning started as any other Saturday morning; I woke up, let the dogs in and fed them.Then I made coffee and ate some breakfast and watched some television as I waited for Jeff to wake up. After Jeff woke up, he came down stairs made some coffee and ate some breakfast, then we did the dishes. Then we went upstairs and I got ready for school and Jeff got ready for his part time job, not gay school or a gay part time job.
When I got to class, I texted Jeff to tell him I love him and have a good day, because I forgot to before I left.
Are you scared yet of our lives?
After school, I went home and cleaned up the yard since the snow finally melted and I could finally see all the gifts our dogs left us. After work, Jeff had a massage appointment. Once Jeff came home, we ate some food and then watched TV until we needed to head to Wonder Viv Studio so we could sort through some stuff and pick up what was needed for Vivian's appearance that night.
When we returned home, it was time for Jeff to paint and transform himself into Vivian. While Jeff painted, I watched TV. After Jeff was done painting, I helped him become Vivian, and then I took him to his gig and dropped him off.
While Jeff was working as Vivian, I watched TV and hung out with our dogs. When Jeff was done, I picked him up and we went through a White Castle drive thru on the way home. Once we got home, I went to bed and Jeff de-Vivianed himself and came to bed.
Now I'm sure this is where some will say this is what is wrong with our life. That my husband dresses up as a woman to entertain and gets enjoyment from it. Well, let me ask you this, is this really so different than those guys that dress up to cheer on their favorite sports team? Or the ones who go shirtless in frigid weather to show how much they support their team? I would say no. Each is just a hobby/interest, and done for fun.
Sunday morning we woke up, fed the boys, fixed breakfast and literally watched TV all day long. I wasn't feeling well. I had a headache that I couldn't shake, so a relaxing day at home was just what was needed
I hope that wasn't too scary for you.
Yesterday was a typical Monday, fed the dogs, went to work, came home, ran some errands with Jeff, ate at Five Guys Burgers, watched TV and went to bed.
So there you have how a Drag Queen and her husband spent the last four days. Please tell me what is so scary and threatening about how we live our life. To me, it is no different than my straight friends and co-workers, yet their right to marry is not voted on or fought, over and I don't know any bills being voted on to limit what rights they are allowed. So then why do some feel it is necessary to do that when it comes to my life and love?
This post originally appeared on Diary of a Drag Queen's Husband.