The Lesbians on Aisle Nine
Sunday, after our weekly trip to TGI Friday's, we decided to get crazy and go to the grocery store instead of Target.
(I believe Peeper and I had been to Target at least three times that week, already.)
As we were shopping, Shrike whispered to me, "Did you see those two girls with the baby? I think they're like us."
No, I'd not seen them, but she said they'd just moved on to the next aisle, so I peeked around the corner.
Yep. Baby's got two mommies.
So, as we passed by them, I smiled at their baby and they smiled at Peeper, and one of the babies (with a little help from Mommy or Mama) waved at the other and someone asked, "How old is she / he?" (theirs is a boy) and one thing led to another and the next thing you know, we're exchanging phone numbers and friending each other on Facebook and last night (Shrike was at work) Peeper and I met them on the deck at our favorite dive for a late dinner and drinks.
We popped in for a few groceries and, in this tiny conservative town of ours, found a breastfeeding, cosleeping lesbian family with a baby less than a month older than Peeper.
What are the odds of that?
Wonderful news!
ReplyDeleteAnd, I had a great time at dinner and they seemed to enjoy themselves, too.
ReplyDeleteAlthough I think I annoyed Shrike by coming home without answers to all her new-friend-interview questions:
How long have you been together?
How did you meet?
When did you know (that you were gay)?
She always asks people that when we start getting to know them.
Funny this is, they asked me similar questions, and I wondered about their answers, but somehow it seemed nosey to ask.
I guess that's stupid, huh?
It's nice to meet new friends, especially people you can hang out with as a couple, and even more especially when they have a kid the same age as yours. Glad you all had a good time!
ReplyDeleteAnd a bonus that they seem to be pretty much "on the same page" as we are, in terms of parenting style.
ReplyDeleteNot that we couldn't be friends with someone who's doing things differently, but this just gives us even more to talk about, and it's always good to have the support of others who are swimming against the mainstream.
Well, meeting them in an aisle in the grocery store is better than the original method of stalking rainbow sticker laden car bumpers and putting a note on the windshield. Who would do something like that?
ReplyDeleteLol - we could look for rainbow stickers on the bumper and rear-facing carseats in the back seat!
ReplyDeleteThe way you make it sounds? 4 in...what's the population of your town?
ReplyDeleteThat's about right, Frappa.
ReplyDelete(Although, we spotted a couple (no kids) at the fireworks this evening, too.)
Oh, and the population, according to Wikipedia, is about 52,000 for the actual town (which we don't actually live in) and about 143,500 for the "Ourtown Micropolitan Statistical Area."
Micropolitan: (my.kro.PAWL.uh.tun) adj. Relating to an area that has an urban center surrounded by one or more counties or regions, and that has a population between 10,000 and 50,000; relating to a small city.
Huh. Who knew.
Hmm, I see that the actual town's population is about the same as HomeTown - but it feels much "smaller" here. I think that's because the surrounding area is more rural.
And, evidently, Hometown and the neighboring bigger town are a "metropolitan statistical area" instead of "micropolitan."
None of which is at all relevant to this post.