I had a fantastic time at Philadelphia Pride. Having gone last year, there weren't really any surprises. It was just nice to feel accepted for being myself. Madame Curie came along this year and we had a wonderful time.
What happens when a clueless gay Mormon boy marries a closeted lesbian Mormon convert from Catholicism and they have a kid, lose their faith, and try to make their marriage work? Join us on this messy journey we call life.
I am gay, a father, and was raised Mormon turned agnostic/athiest.
I am a sapphic post-Mormon liberal Catholic, a science editor, and a mom. I like chocolate, retail therapy, and am still trying to convince Mister Curie to let us get a dog.