Finally!

Carpet is being installed in my basement as I type this. We had to clear out the basement last night so they don't have to move anything. My brother and I slept on the couches upstairs. Let's just say that the 6am wake up call was not fun. I don't function before the hour of 9am. And to top off all the work that we did last night I remembered just before going to bed that I have a Biology test today. I studied what I could earlier this morning but I really hope that my teacher allows us to drop our lowest test score. I have a feeling that this one will be a disaster. Last Thursday's Organic Chemistry test just informed me that I will be taking the final exam so I can drop my horrible score.

6 months!

Today Monday February 8th is the 6 month anniversary of the day I came out. I actually started coming out in April but really that was just me trying to find myself. Now that it has been 6 months I can't think of a better time than the present to share my coming out story. Saturday August 8th 2009 was the day I came out to my mom. I remember exactly where I was and what I was doing. I remember the conversation and how I felt during the whole thing. This all happened within the span of only a few minutes.

It was about 10 in the morning and I was enjoying just laying in bed until my mom came in the room. I started to get really nervous because behind her on the wall were two posters. One of Kim Kardashian in lingerie and one of Miss Carribean Tan in a snake skin bikini. She sat on my bed next to me and told me that we had to get up and around because we had a family picnic later. The whole time I was praying that she wouldn't turn around because I wasn't sure if I was ready to have 'The Conversation' yet. It was just my luck that my mom turned around and saw said posters.

Mom: "Why do you have naked girls on your wall?"
ME: "Mom, they're not naked."
Mom: "Okay why do you have pictures of girls on your wall?"
Me: "Because I do."
Mom: "Do you like girls?"
Me: "Yes."
Mom: "Do you like boys?"
Me: "Nope."
Mom: "Not even a little bit?"
Me: "Nope and I never really have."
Mom: "Well, you know I'm okay with it. You just kind of surprised me."
Me: "Really?"
Mom: "Well yes. I didn't expect you to tell me something like that."
(Mom exits)
Me: "Did that really just happen? How could she not know?"

I then had to send texts to my two best friends who already knew. They were so excited that I finally told her. A couple nights later my now ex-bff AD was over and my mom asked her if she knew. She said yes. Then my mom started crying because apparently I can't have a wedding or wear her wedding dress. She has now been educated that I can have everything any other girl can have. She just won't be getting a son-in-law which apparently she looked forward to. I can see how she would be disappointed but in lieu of a son-in-law I am going to find her the most kick-ass daughter-in-law I can find. So there's my coming out story.

Here's a funny story that my mom told me yesterday. This little exchange happened Friday night.

My mom and dad were up at the Sportsmans' Club which serves as one of the two bars (yes two) in my tiny town. They were talking to an older couple who were telling them about their grandchildren. My mom was talking to the wife F about my brothers and I. Here's how their conversation went down.

F: So do you have any grandchildren?
Mom: No, F my kids are all still teenagers and I would only have to worry about my boys.
F: Well, don't you have a daughter?
M: Yes. She hasn't been exposed. (my mom's code for having sex with a boy)
F: Well, she still could.
M: No.
F: What do you mean?
M: F my daughter likes girls.
F: Girls? (she ponders for a little while)
M: Yes, F she likes girls.
F: You mean she's gay?!
M: Yes, she's gay.

Apparently after that little exchange F didn't say anything for the rest of the night. Now, we meet some pretty conservative people. Iowa is pretty progressive, I can get married legally here, but sometimes we get some back woods southern type folks. That's exactly who F and her husband were.

For Your Viewing Pleasure

Well maybe if you're not a straight woman or a gay man. This is for the LADY-loving ladies and lady-loving men who read my blog. Here you go. Enjoy!

Where are you carpet?

Today is Friday February 5th the day I have been waiting for for months. Today we were supposed have new carpet installed in our basement. However, when I arrived home yesterday I was informed that carpet will not installed until Tuesday. Our landlord didn't have time to finish putting all the trim on the walls. If he would have said something I'm sure that my dad would have been more than happy to do it for him. Hell, I would have done it for him! I know which pieces go on which walls because it me who walked around the basment with a pen and paper recording all the measurements. Now I feel even more displaced because we had to clean out more of our stuff so there is less stuff for the carpet guys to move. Just great! This is going to be a great weekend... but Monday is a really big day for me! Stay tuned to find out!

Bedroom Makeover Update

My bedroom makeover is almost complete! We are getting Carpet on Friday people! Once the carpet is installed I can hang my pictures back up on the walls and get everything back to the way it was. I will be so glad when my room is put back together. My obsessive compulsive tendencies have been driving me nuts for 10 months because the basement is a mess and I can't do anything about it. I have been forced to be less organized with my school stuff simply because I can't put anything in my room. It's all in the office. My desk is a mess and my mom yells at me to clean it off but I don't anywhere to put my stuff. My desk catches everything but that will all change starting on Friday.

Another thing that will be really nice is not having to brush drywall dust off the bottom of my feet before I get in bed. I also won't be destroying anymore socks on the exposed carpet tack. My landlord owes me at least five pairs of socks which I probably won't be seeing. I'm really glad that we don't own our house yet or we would have to use our own money to fix our basement which would mean that I would be displaced even longer. Pictures of my finished bedroom will be posted because I will be so excited that I won't be able to resist blogging about it.

Arizona Robbins

For those of you who have seen my facebook updates and if you have listened to me talk about Grey's Anatomy you know that I will swear up and down that Shonda Rhimes stole my personality and gave it to the character of Arizona Robbins.

Arizona is perky and fun and blonde. She wears heely's and she has little animals on her labcoat. She loves kids. She cries when she is challenging an authority figure. Arizona's passionate and tough. In pediatrics the kids' IV bags are filled with fairy dust, they play pretend and they are tiny humans. They are not just general surgery in miniature, they have their own specialty that takes extra years of training.

I've known who I am for basically my entire life. I've always known that I'm gay. I genuinely tried to be straight in highschool but with the boyfriend count at 0 it didn't go so well. I came out to my mom when she saw the poster of Kim Kardashian on my wall. Even if I wouldn't have come out I'm pretty sure it wouldn't have surprised her if I brought a girl home. My dad knew I was gay before I came out. He told people at my 19th birthday that he knew I was a lesbian he was just waiting for me to come out of the closet. I didn't come out in high school because I was in sports and I didn't want to deal with awkward locker room situations. Believe me a high school gym locker room is the last place I want to be checking out chicks.

To show you the similarities between Arizona and I rather than just tell you I have included a video to back up my claim that Arizona Robbins was created from my personality.

Do I Need a Button?

Do I need a button a that says 'Hi I'm Gay' ?

Yet again, I have to let a guy down because I'm gay.

A really annoying guy sat next to me in Chemistry today. He flirted with me the whole time. I just wanted to say "Dude don't waste your breath or time flirting with me because it's not going to get you anywhere."

At first it seemed that he was just being friendly and wanted someone to talk to then it just got plain annoying.

He actually wrote in his notebook where I could see:
"Don't sit next to her lol >" yes he even drew an arrow pointing to me. I tried not to laugh at his failed comedy.

I'm pretty sure the "lol" at the end means he wasn't serious so basically he is bad at flirting and he doesn't have gaydar. If he really felt that way he would have kept it to himself or maybe, I can only hope, that he was serious.

I should get myself a button that says "Hi I'm Gay" just to cut out all confusion.