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I keep thinking about this blog site when the whole 'Mormons passed Prop 8' wag comes through the place.

If you want to know how Mormons perceive anything other than a really standard interpretation of marriage - you might take a look at what they do to their own, who stray from it as well.

We're talking closed communities that practice plural marriage here. And no, I haven't heard of any where there was one wife with multiple husbands...or where a woman married a minor male. So you get the gist, okay?

How do they deal with it? They don't ask for public approval. Matter of fact, they tend to gather, shutter and make a huge community-wide secret of their lives. (It's also a prime breeding ground for sociopathic behavior, abuse of power and tin-god dictatorships. So a lot of it isn't legal - for cause. They also tend to hide everything - for the same reason.)

I suspect they'd like other people to do the same thing. Hey, 'spiritual marriage' is good enough for the likes of polygamists, after all. As long as it harms none, neh?

But the hoops these folks jump through to integrate a closed communal life with the culture at large? It begs the question if it hurts their heads as much as it hurts mine to use it that way.

Also, it's additional proof that making a lifestyle illegal - even unto the point of DEATH as a penalty - does not eliminate it.

These two things are not like the other - except, on some points...they are.

It's the whole know your enemy thing, and stuff.

Hee. It's six years today. We're going to Goofy's Kitchen tonight to celebrate. Expect pictures tomorrow....

We had trick or treaters last night, of all sizes. And frankly, I liked seeing the older ones - because, well, I had stuff for them.

Last weekend, I went out to Diamond Bar for a school function of my niece's - and went into Starbucks, because I'm enjoying the heck out of their "Song of the Day" promotion. You go in, you get a code to download a song into iTunes, gratis. And since all of the selections so far have rocked my socks, I'm going back. Every day. Until it's over. *smacks self*

So I went to this Starbucks inside the Vons. Asked for my song and got *all* of their cards for the first week of the promotion because, well, they borked it and didn't distribute them. Would I like them?

UH.

I have sets for catsonmars, motorbike, kiyone and skademonx. Guys. Send me a mailing address or come see me soon. Seriously.

The balance, I tried to give away in three card grabs last night with candy and books. (We also got rid of two boxes of used paperbacks and about fifty coloring books.)

I still had cards left over. I brought them and the half of a bag of candy in (five HUGE bags we bought) to work this morning and found homes for the rest. Free music and it's good. I mean, when was the last time you stepped into a Starbucks and HATED the music playing? You might not squee, per ce - but. Yeah. Get introduced to some new names. Can't hurt.

I'll admit though, I've been jonesing for Hawaii this week. My plumeria (that I brought back from that one trip with Mom and silverkun) is taking over the one planter it was put in when we moved here and is just blooming up a total fragrance storm. It smells like Hawaii right now. Both white and yellow blossoms. Totally awesome and as fleeting as cherry blossoms. The guavas in the back yard are ripening and adding that stench scent to the mix as well.

And I got married there, six years ago today. I'd like to do it again, to be honest. That was fun!

I was able to transfer the wedding video from VHS to DVD, so I might be able to upload it somewhere soon if anyone wants to see it. (Yeah. You TOO can come to my wedding! Here, have a seat. Popcorn?) Best idea I ever had.

See, I've know very little but the worst kind of drama when it came to weddings - so when I decided that I wanted to BE married, but not spend an ocean of tears and exposure GETTING married, we put a plan together to do it while on vacation and piss everyone off equally. (There IS a post in this somewhere, but the word count continues to frighten, so bear with me.)

And it's not just the place. I've got friends there I haven't seen in over five years now -

I want me some more Hawaiian music and some hours listening to the radio there. This time of year is the Kona Coffee Festival as well - and that was more fun just being in town.

And take my fella with me. He travels well. He wears well. Never knock low-maintenance; he's an absolute gift at times. I've had the difficult marriage, the beloved-but-mercurial spouse. This time? It's like taking off the uncomfortable, but pretty shoes and putting on the bunny slippers. Eating the ice cream right out of the container instead of putting it neatly scooped into a bowl first. Finding that favorite (but missing) book where you least expected to find it again.

It's like he's always been here - and when I think of the circumstances that allowed me to find him? There was so much against it happening at all. I found him writing fan fiction. I mean. REALLY. That stuff ain't supposed to happen....

I'm as certain as I can be that my beloved, but difficult late spouse had everything to do with it. He knew me better than most people ever would - and I think this is his apology to me. He knew me - even if I deny it at times, he knew what I needed.

The fact Jim has done so incredibly well since then doesn't hurt, either.

Happy anniversary, dearling. It's been a total joy and entirely effortless. May it always remain so.

Hee. It's six years today. We're going to Goofy's Kitchen tonight to celebrate. Expect pictures tomorrow....

We had trick or treaters last night, of all sizes. And frankly, I liked seeing the older ones - because, well, I had stuff for them.

Last weekend, I went out to Diamond Bar for a school function of my niece's - and went into Starbucks, because I'm enjoying the heck out of their "Song of the Day" promotion. You go in, you get a code to download a song into iTunes, gratis. And since all of the selections so far have rocked my socks, I'm going back. Every day. Until it's over. *smacks self*

So I went to this Starbucks inside the Vons. Asked for my song and got *all* of their cards for the first week of the promotion because, well, they borked it and didn't distribute them. Would I like them?

UH.

I have sets for catsonmars, motorbike, kiyone and skademonx. Guys. Send me a mailing address or come see me soon. Seriously.

The balance, I tried to give away in three card grabs last night with candy and books. (We also got rid of two boxes of used paperbacks and about fifty coloring books.)

I still had cards left over. I brought them and the half of a bag of candy in (five HUGE bags we bought) to work this morning and found homes for the rest. Free music and it's good. I mean, when was the last time you stepped into a Starbucks and HATED the music playing? You might not squee, per ce - but. Yeah. Get introduced to some new names. Can't hurt.

I'll admit though, I've been jonesing for Hawaii this week. My plumeria (that I brought back from that one trip with Mom and silverkun) is taking over the one planter it was put in when we moved here and is just blooming up a total fragrance storm. It smells like Hawaii right now. Both white and yellow blossoms. Totally awesome and as fleeting as cherry blossoms. The guavas in the back yard are ripening and adding that stench scent to the mix as well.

And I got married there, six years ago today. I'd like to do it again, to be honest. That was fun!

I was able to transfer the wedding video from VHS to DVD, so I might be able to upload it somewhere soon if anyone wants to see it. (Yeah. You TOO can come to my wedding! Here, have a seat. Popcorn?) Best idea I ever had.

See, I've know very little but the worst kind of drama when it came to weddings - so when I decided that I wanted to BE married, but not spend an ocean of tears and exposure GETTING married, we put a plan together to do it while on vacation and piss everyone off equally. (There IS a post in this somewhere, but the word count continues to frighten, so bear with me.)

And it's not just the place. I've got friends there I haven't seen in over five years now -

I want me some more Hawaiian music and some hours listening to the radio there. This time of year is the Kona Coffee Festival as well - and that was more fun just being in town.

And take my fella with me. He travels well. He wears well. Never knock low-maintenance; he's an absolute gift at times. I've had the difficult marriage, the beloved-but-mercurial spouse. This time? It's like taking off the uncomfortable, but pretty shoes and putting on the bunny slippers. Eating the ice cream right out of the container instead of putting it neatly scooped into a bowl first. Finding that favorite (but missing) book where you least expected to find it again.

It's like he's always been here - and when I think of the circumstances that allowed me to find him? There was so much against it happening at all. I found him writing fan fiction. I mean. REALLY. That stuff ain't supposed to happen....

I'm as certain as I can be that my beloved, but difficult late spouse had everything to do with it. He knew me better than most people ever would - and I think this is his apology to me. He knew me - even if I deny it at times, he knew what I needed.

The fact Jim has done so incredibly well since then doesn't hurt, either.

Happy anniversary, dearling. It's been a total joy and entirely effortless. May it always remain so.

Michael Buday wants to become Michael Bijon. He is the husband of Diana Bijon and wants to take her surname because, he says, “Diana’s dad has become my father figure and I want to honor that.”

The problem is that, in most states, it is more difficult and expensive for a man to take his wife’s surname than for a woman to take her husband’s surname. Only six states currently allow a man to change his name to his wife’s as easily as vice versa. Those accommodating six are Georgia (which I’m proud to say is my state), Hawaii, Iowa, Massachusetts, New York, and North Dakota.

I've often said that there are times when women do get more options. How you decide to name yourself is one of them - I'm living proof. (Yeah, I field a large amount of resistance to having three last names, but once I explain why they're there, the resistance dissapears.) Hello, California - yeah, I got married in Hawaii and they explained that option to us then (we could also ADD any name we wished at that time as well).

johno and chriso, is this why you married in international waters? You really ought to say more about how you guys got married and chose the name you both would use - it's EXTREMELY cute and I never get tired of hearing the story.