Yes, finally.

Yes, it took 3-1/2 years of his Presidency to say it.

Yes, he said made his proclamation the day after yet another state outlawed gay marriage.

Yes, it’s true that there may not be any major changes in our laws or national constitution because of his announcement.

Baby steps, friends.

But this isn’t just a baby step; this is a message to every gay, lesbian, trans, questioning person that the President is on our side.

Finally.

Though then-prospective candidate Barack Obama said back in the 90s that he did believe in marriage equality, it’s taken until today for him to solidify his belief that “gay and lesbian Americans should be treated fairly and equally.”

Unfortunately, too many people in this country believe that civil rights are up for a vote. They shouldn’t be. Every single person should be given the same rights as every other person by Constitutional law.

Until then, we’re taking baby steps and huge Presidential steps to where people are equal, no matter our beliefs or lifestyle or skin color.

I feel like making out with a girl to celebrate this day, and it would look something like this:

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You know how you have people in your life whom you admire from afar, sometimes letting it slip that you’re madly in love with their talent?

That’s how I feel about Megan. She and I aren’t necessarily best buds or even talk on a regular basis. But I know her, I’ve had dinner with her, and since I started this whole blogging thing, she was one of the first blogs I read with regularity. I have a feeling she likes me, too.

Megan’s blog, Velveteen Mind, is one of those places you go when you want to read with your heart. She doesn’t blog often, and if she did, I don’t think her writing would be as cherished as it is when she does post. I’m probably wrong in that assumption though, because someday soon, she’ll publish a book that wins awards and is a part of required high school English reading.

And I’ll admit, there are some things she writes that takes me a few times to understand because it’s just that intricate and cerebral and well-woven.

But she can’t be too cerebral because she’s in my circle of people. Lordy knows you can’t be too smart and be in my circle of people.

I’m telling you about my girl-crush on Megan because she wrote something that needs to be shared and read by as many people as possible.

A few weeks ago, she shared with her social networks that her daughter, Iris (seen below in her belly, standing next to Heather’s belly with Annie), was having seizures and she asked for prayer and healing energy. The story of what exactly happened and how she saved her own daughter’s life is written at length and with great maternal care on Megan’s blog: I Heard God Laugh. And It Sounded Like Screaming.

As parents and responsible adults, when there is something to learn that could save a child’s life, it’s up to us to share it so that even just one little life is saved.

This is my chance to share what Megan has learned in hopes that someone who reads her daughter’s story will recognize the signs of a Febrile Seizures when the time comes and save a life.

Go read it, love on Megan, and hopefully she won’t run screaming from me for revealing my lust for her written words.

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Remembering things is hard.

From this point forward, I’m going to be living with an asterisk over my head to remind me and everyone else that you’re going to have to remind me again.

I have opinions on things, and it’s my lack of forethought that gets me into situations where I have to back-peddle on how I’ve voiced those opinions.

I hear you thinking, “We want details, Pangie. No more of this ‘speaking in generalities’ shit. What the crap are you talking about, specifically?”

To make a potentially longer story shorter, this is not an essay only about Tebow or football or politics or religion. I’m using this particular example as a way to explain what I’m talking about.

I read an article by Rick Reilly about how Tim Tebow is a happy-go-lucky, Bible-thumping philanthropist, and because of this, he’s a good guy. I agree. Tebow is a good guy for all the philanthropisting he does for people in need.

However.

Tebow is an out and proud supporter of Focus on the Family. THOSE people who campaign against the rights of all people. THAT group of extremists that paid a crap-ton of money for advertising time during the 2011 Super Bowl to spread their anti-choice message in which Tim Tebow and his mom starred.

When I was professing my newly-grown Teboner on Twitter and Facebook yesterday, I forgot about the gays and my convictions.

I know.

My friend, Heather, thankfully brought me back down from my stupidity and reminded me that Tebow isn’t my new favorite person. He’s far from it.

That’s when I asked myself, “Self, can you respect someone with diametrically different beliefs as your own when those beliefs are ones for which you feel so strongly? Can someone be both respected for the good that they do, yet be criticized for the hurtful message they spread?”

My inability to readily recall all the facts about a person has finally come around to bite me in my ass. I actually forgot that Tebow was anti-gay.

I need an asterisk.

I need a reminder to be reminded of the details before I comment on things.

I need you people to remind me when I say something stupid that is the opposite of what I’ve said before or what I believe in.

I know, it’s dumb. But it’s true.

Thank you, Heather, for the reminder that Gay is OK and just because someone does something very good for someone else, it does not mean I should support them.

Feel free to remind me when I need a reminder again. I’m sure it will happen more than once more.

Please refer to my asterisk.

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This is your warning that you may have to do simple math in your head.

I equal slightly more than 2 obese alimartells.

In no shame to her, my pocket pal, alimartell, wrote about being fat-pinch measured as “obese” in all of her 104 pounds. I don’t care what the arbitrary charts and medical field jargon say about what is obese, what is normal, and what is underweight.

When an adult woman is roughly the size Justin Bieber, she is not obese.

I can basically nom on an alimartell and not need a post-dinner nap.

I fit more on my plate at the Churrascaria* than what alimartell weighs.

The medical and health professionals can spout all the fat-to-body mass ratios they want, but if you can use the word “obese” do describe both mine and alimartell’s body conditions, there’s something wrong with the definition.

*If you are unfamiliar with a Churrascaria, it’s basically 1/2 massive buffet of deliciousness and 1/2 handsome Brazilian men walking around slicing off varieties of all-you-can-eat meat onto your plate. From here is where the term “Meat Sweats” was coined.

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We’ve already established that I’m a giver.

When trollers and skeeves send rude, poorly-written emails, I do them the favor of correcting their grammar. It’s a service I’m proud to provide.

When my friends need something, I’m there for them.

One of the best people I’ve ever known (and will continue to know, especially after this gift) through the magical internet is Momo Fali. Though that’s not her God-given name, it’s how she’s known by me and the collective. Or if your name is Ree, you know her by your given name for her: Meemo Ferly, Mommo Farts, Merlin Ferlin, etc.

Momo is crazy Awesome.

Mishi, Momo, & Me meeting for the first time at BlogHer '09 and instantly falling in love.

In the words of the great wordsmith, Amy Turn Sharp,

I need your light. You produce a ton. Shine it. xo

Momo has that light from which I feed.

OK, not literally feed from her light like a suckling pig from a teat, but Momo’s infectious goodness permeates.

OK OK, now it sounds like she has some kind of unpronounceable skin disease, of which I can neither confirm nor deny.

My point: Momo, or Diane as very few people know her, is one of my most favorite people ever.

Momo is going through a crappy time, and through that crappy time, she’s finding the light. In her words, the light on which she is focusing through this crappy time:

I (wish) was in Fiji with a raft and a fancy drink and I would see my muse walking toward me on the beach with a Macbook in hand.

I can’t yet fund a trip to Fiji for you, complete with a (what I would consider a fine-looking man meat) muse.

But I do have time to search for photos of an equivalent substitute.

Momo, this is what I do for you:

You, friend, are welcome.

I love you dearly, and most especially Woundy, your arrow-fight battle scar.

image copyright Rob Lang

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I kind of have the best job on the internet, where “job” means “self-created activities that may or may not pay actual significant money at some point.”

Getting to scour the internet looking for the most jaw-dropping images to share with you friends? Awesome.

This week I was tasked with finding the best tacky Christmas/ Hanukkah/ General Holiday decór available on the nets to post on Curvy Girl Guide.

I love my job.

You friends were kind enough to send me some of the best of the worst when I put out the all-call for ideas.

I love you, internet friends.

My friend, Casey, sent me some pictures (that he forced his boyfriend to pull over and take, possibly risking his life) of a house in his snowy neighborhood who goes WAY over the top in their front yard.

I mean. Seriously. One Santa just isn’t enough, apparently.

Rows and rows of Christmas.

These people are clearly high on candy cane fumes.

Check out the rest of the best tacky holiday decorations on Curvy Girl Guide! Because where else will you see a glittery merman ornament and an inflatable Santa using an outhouse?

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I have this friend who loves Jacob Black slash Taylor Lautner with the power of 1000 suns. She’s a teacher, a lover of the NY Rangers and NY Yankees, and a cat lover.

It’s not the Jacob blanket or Jacob hoodie or Jacob real-sized cutout she has in her closet that gives her away as a crazyfan. It’s the Jacob doll she sleeps next to every night.

So when she left her beloved Jacob doll in my car after we went to see Breaking Dawn Part 1 along with the Jacob doll, Patrick took it upon himself to make an introduction.

Jacob, meet Justin.

TRU LUV 4 EVA

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Patrick’s BFF got married this past weekend.

The groomsmen were all very dapper in their seersucker suits and matching bowties.

Patrick looked especially dapper with his freshly shorn hair. BACK OFF, BITCHES.

Look how dignified they all look up there for the ceremony! A good looking group of mens, I must say.

The couple’s first dance was lovely and loving.

Such a good looking pair of dapper men!

Sangria and Rum Punch was served with straws in Mason Jars at the lakeside wedding.

Just be warned that when you serve Rum Punch by the Mason Jar-full, dance moves like this end up happening:

This is the photo Patrick snapped and has aptly named, “Custody and Palimony.”

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Having friends who A) appreciate my humor, and 2) encourage its perpetuation, are the best kinds of friends to have.

"Did you run at Disney this morning? j/k"

"Or you know me because I have slept in bed with you."

Her: "And I'm pregnant." Me: "WOW! Who's the daddy?"

 If you’re not already, you need to be following my oh-so-hilarious antics on The Twitter and on The Facebook. And reading We Know Awesome. And Awesome Gift Ideas. And following @WeKnowAwesome. 

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I try to do my best to take my own advice, but unlike most times, I’m actually doing it today.

Yesterday’s post was all about teaching the world to be a better place for you and me. Or some other Michael Jackson/We Are The World lyric. Or buying the world a Coke. Or creeping you out with a visual of Michael Jackson and Lisa Marie Presley having relations just because I feel like it.

Today I feel like walking the mother effing walk and humping a leg or 10.

You people, or if you didn’t comment on yesterday’s post, those other people who are clearly more Awesome than you, left me links to some other amazing blogs I hadn’t yet read. Sweet Jeesus, are they good ones to know.

If you’re like me, and really, you should be, you tend to skim over or completely not read the comments in other people’s posts. Yes, I am admitting I don’t read the comments in other people’s blog posts. It makes me super jealous. Judge me if you will. Or I can just lie and tell you that I do read the comments, take them to heart, and live by the words of other’s comments. Believe whichever story you want.

So today I’m doing you a favor and I’m posting links to the blogs that were shared with me so you don’t have to go back into the comments and fish out the links.

I’m a good friend to you people. You can pay me back with compliments.

Sharing is virtual humping:

Hamlet’s Mistress pointed me in the direction of Kid-Free Living. I may owe her my entire savings of $5.23 for sharing Amy’s blog with me. Bitch is funny.

Lisa @ Oh Boy, Oh Boy, Oh Boy wrote an open letter to the Obamas about limited school lunch time. You people know how I feel about public school and how kids are getting the shaft. Lisa brings up a whole new point to make.

Meredith has a progeny and his blog, World’s Last Single Guy is like hers, only with more penis and less vagina. Who doesn’t want that?

Because I love them:

shaunaglenn may have been a life-long masturbator.

Today is minky {moo}‘s birthday! Her birthday is almost as Awesome as mine, but not quite. At least her birthday is in September, too.

I’m just starting to read Amber, and now I wanna know why she’s been hiding from me. This girl is just like me, just with more scientist jargon up in her brain.

Speaking of Meredith, don’t marry her then piss her off. She’ll write you an open letter about how you’ve done her wrong.

Sadly, one of our own lost her son last week in a freak accident. Anna’s eulogy to her son, Jack (who just happens to sounds just like my Anna), is heart-breaking. I wanted to share because her words deserve to be read: An Inch of Gray

Please, go forth and read.  

If you have more new finds or old friends to share, leave a link in the comments because I wanna read them. Yes, really.

disturbing Michael Jackson/Lisa Marie Presley image via people.com

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