Well at least Sonny can roll over in the privacy of his grave.

[Glinda]

Five years ago this month, I ditched "normal" life and skedaddled for the country - all alone, didn't know anyone here, yadda yadda. I'm perfectly content being singular and independent, but mom (good ol' mom) was a bit freaked out that I was doing this all on my lonesome, and that I was happy to stay that way. (Men? Been there for decades, got more freakin' t-shirts than I can possibly use.)

About a year ago, mom called me with something on her mind. She had a hard time getting to it, but eventually, she blurted out "Are you gay?" *

I nearly bust a gut laughing. I still chuckle every time I think about it.


* Not that there's anything....