Busy Sunday! In the morning, Ning came over and we talked about gender. Hahaha. Recently, I’ve had some feelings over transgender-ness (not myself, I’m solidly she/her) that I wanted to suss out with some friends and I have done that in the past week. Nothing makes me feel older than this topic, except for maybe tiktok. OK, everything makes me feel old. Anyways, Ning, being from Thailand and about half a generation younger than me, has a unique perspective on gender as, really, lots of people change their gender all the time in Thailand and it’s considered normal and no one gives them any trouble. You don’t need to go to a doctor, you can start transitioning anytime, people admire transgender folks. It’s no big deal. So I will take this to heart and let it be. Which is really what I want to do, make it no big deal and let it be. And I will.
Then we went to lunch with Maryam and Tom at one of my favorite restaurants, Panera. We are planning on going to Las Vegas to celebrate Tom’s 70th birthday in late September and we worked on logistics and planning of which there is a lot. Maryam loves Vegas and loves glitz and nightlife, we are a little more lukewarm about Vegas – dare I say that Jeremy and I are prudish (gasp!), but we want to do what they want to do. It’s a big party – like 25 people, we aren’t the only ones going, so I wasn’t sure how much “hanging out” we were going to do together. The main party is Saturday, but they were flying out on Wed and we might have condensed the time we spent there, but everyone seemed to want to hang out and get tattoos together (Jeremy – absolutely not), so we came home and matched their flights. We are as game as we are going to be for gambling, tattoos, piercings, little chapels, and fake Venetian canals. We were kind of excited for Edda to pull some slots, but turns out you need to be 21. So no slots for Edda.
In the evening, we went to Sunday night dinner where we talked about everything except politics which was a lot of fun and laughing, until someone was really excited to talk about politics and then like 70% of us left the table even though we ALL AGREE on politics. Literally, so tiresome and, well, tiresome and kind of exhausting.
And then Vince asked me for a photo of my college class ring. And I felt old all over again. In the last millenium!
You are not old. Wonderful yes. Old no. I’m not a fan of Vegas, but I did like it the Bellagio they had this amazing exhibit made from flowers. And I liked going to this little Smithsonian offshoot museum about the atomic bomb testing. Not really a Vegas thing I guess. But it was quiet and there was no cigarettes smoke. 🤪