Yesterday i had dinner at my aunts. it was painfuil enough to make me call the Maybanks who i love and are are the realtives of my great aunt. We went over to there house. My queer uncle (61) and his partner
( 56) were at the kitchen table, with my second cousin once removed ( who is a dancer auditoning at the royal winnipeg) . We bullshitted, caught up, listened to music, gossipped . It become an exchanging of history this weekend !

Today i went to the presbratrion church which seemed overly somber , i wanted to go to Mass and hear the joyful hymns. now i am having Thanksgiving dinner at my Aunts house; as per usual i am curled up in the spare bedroom, listening to Moulin Rouge and typing. They have a farm in the rocky mountain foothills. All the tress seem to be stands of birch caught between the pines. The color is amazing .

The olds presybration church has pasted a notice over two hymns . They say they are not allowed to sing them because the bible did not advocate Female Represantions. Noew if they felt like this why not just avoid singing them ? As well they are not censored in the large print additons.