It takes the Village People

Thank you Sandy Cioffi. Could everyone send Sandy an Itunes gift card? I've been friends with Sandy for a very very long time...well, not that long. Since I lived in Seattle and we initially were friends because she thought I was a lesbian and she was hitting on me. That's how the greatest friendships begin. Gay or straight. My blog is very gay themed lately...it's all for Rob. It's also appropriate since marriage equality just passed in NY!!!

Anyway--Sandy is a film maker who shot an incredible documentary about the oil companies in Nigeria. She's a political force--and a creative force and she is such a great friend. What she did today was kind of like Hilary throwing her newborn in her car and driving in rush hour traffic to get us a camera when Leo was born. They are the SEALED THE DEAL friends for life moments.

Last night I was at a friends house for dinner and they made this amazing meal and were all excited to have Leo and I there and I felt horrible. Eventually I ran out of the house saying I had to get something from my car and I grabbed a sack and threw up for about five minutes. When I was done I was I felt my lap all warm..and realized that there was a giant hole in the sack and I'd just thrown up directly on my lap. Then I had to change my clothes and all I had were a pair of stained nasty work out pants and a velvet fancy jacket so I put them both on and went inside and didn't even mention it. As if I'd simply suddenly wanted to get out of the outfit I had on and dress like a crazy bag lady.

The five minutes was not the end of it and I ended up sick all night. Then this AM I was feeling horrible and I swear all of Seattle is out of town. Anyway--Sandy came and got Leo and took him out for a few hours. they came back with toys and flowers and pants. The other tragedy is that I left behind ALL OF LEO'S PANTS IN PORTLAND and they are claiming they don't have them...the building we were in. LIARS. And I just bought these adorable shorts for Leo and they are gone. And Grandma Sharon and Grandma Diane also had bought some and they are...GONE. it's worse than the chipped tooth. but not as bad as throwing up on your lap.

When Sandy came and got Leo I was a mess...and it felt so profound and loving. And it made me feel so sorry for myself without any family around to help. but now I'm feeling better and I realize I don't family. I just need money for fancy Italian nannys.