I have mentioned before that my fiance and I are not fans of weddings in general — nothing to do with the nuptials being for opposite-sex or same-sex partners. Once again, though, a friend sent me a formal invitation to his same-sex wedding to his partner of three years. I like the guy a lot, and think his partner is very nice (though I don’t really know him), but was again faced with the dilemma on how to decline the invitation since we didn’t want to go.
I debated about how honest I should be when I replied, and came up with this response, which my fiance thought was gracious and gentle, but also honest:
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… thinking that my entire state and region got walloped with a whopper of a storm, this is what my boots saw:
I work with a bunch of G-men and G-women in Washington, DC, and rarely, if ever, see any men in cowboy boots at work. Some may choose to wear them casually, but there is hope that perhaps at least one may wear boots with a suit to the office.
Lucchese Boot Company announced through its vendors that its prices were going up dramatically on March 1. Many vendors sent out last-minute appeals for sales before the price increase took effect. 
Continuing on my endeavor to wear each pair of boots in my 
It’s a sad fact that we’re all getting older. Our youthful enthusiasm to try new things, hang out late, and no fear… well, becomes “less enthusiastic.”
Many of my blog readers are aware that the state where my fiance and I live now permits same-sex marriage. My partner said, “yes, of course, silly” when I asked him to marry me once we knew that we could get married legally in our state.
Just a brief note… many people in the U.S., and perhaps around the world, are all ga-ga over an awards show that aired on television last night. Huge, heavy bronze statues are given for cinema — best picture, best actor, actress, and so on.