Z reveals-:):): November 2010

More blue flower boys just before Xmas trees!!..

Before my Christmas party postings start I wanted to put some cute boys pictures. Why?---

Just because I wanted to ... Tee hee hee! Kidding!

Because everyone looks so happy with blue flower . Isn't Xmas being happy and merry too?

They look like boys just got their Xmas gifts :):):)

And... I need help with this blue flower project. See at the end...

So far I posted over 40 hundred blue flower pictures. HONESTLY I lost the track!! If I took your picture and I didn't post it, PLEASE email me. If you look cute and your eyes open I will post it. If not I need take it again.

Meantime I wish all of you merry, happy and boozy Xmas!!! I'll attending so many Xmas parties in three weeks! If you see me, say HI! I'll be mostly drunk anyway :):)

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P.S. I wrote this holiday diet secrets almost four years ago, still they are very relevant---Tee hee hee

Story of a really gay family's Thanksgiving day.......

YES! We do eat TURKEY in Turkey!...

Every year this time around my friends make the same joke. "Do they eat Turkey in Turkey?-- How does it taste?"

Do I get mad? --NO!--

Am I over with this joke?--NO! Never!--

This joke gives me the hint that holiday season is officially on. I LOVE HOLIDAY SEASON!!! Obviously I'm not American and not a Christian and clearly I'm not into excessive eating...

Why do I love it then???-- I do love the sprit, shininess and mostly the idea of getting together the ones we love.

I'm far away from my family. Nobody from family is here and never visited me so far.-:(:(

You would think I'm lonely and helpless. On the contrary! I do have another set of family here. I do have a husband who is the most adoranbe person I have ever met. (P.S. He is more adorable when he is tipsy _:):):)-) I do have my very good friends to count on.

I have so many reasons to thank for this year. I'm healthy, I'm safe and I'm with a man I love. What could I ask more?! (maybe little more money! Did you read that GOD??!!)

As every year Brian and I stayed home for Thanksgiving. (Being just two of us is favorite to do)

I woke up earlier than Brian. I put on a pot of coffee which I could not live without. I prepared our traditional Thanksgiving breakfast oatmeal with chocolate. Meantime Brian woke up and strolled in the kitchen in his stripe pajamas. He gave me big kisses.

Brian hates Macy's Thanksgiving parade. I LOVE IT !!! Those bigger than life size balloons give me so much joy. Well!!! Being married is all about compromising.

Of course Brian had to watch parade with me in the bed while he was sipping strong El Busto coffee.

After that we watched a movie which I ordered for him. Movie was about Truman. (He loves American history and politics)

It was already 1pm. We both started cooking. Don't get me wrong but Brian is a lousy cook, so I gave him vegetables to clean.He cleaned brussel sprouts and green beans.

I have to admit he is an amazing bartender. Cosmopolitans he did put us on REAL holiday spirit.

While I got ready red wine reduction for pearl onions, of course I gulped down a glass of merlot too. OY! I was little dizzy! :)

Something about cooking our own food on Thanksgiving day was so different feeling. I felt like it made us a real strong family. It was just two of us but we were whole

Can you guys keep a secret?!!:)

This year we cheated. We ordered whole rostered chicken. It came with side dishes such as okra, cabbage salad, biscuits and corn muffins. Of course we put those carbs aside. I already was baking yam and potatoes. ( Well! We are a gay family. We have to be careful our stomachs. Blame me!! Say it!!-- Such stereotypes!!! )

Everything worked just perfectly. Just two of us ate and had so much fun. Not to mention Susan Boyle's new cd put us in tipsy holiday spirit.

Even though kitchen was a big mess, we had an amazing time together.

I know I'm not American but I'm really thankful to this country and pilgrims. Despite of so many gay right issues this country gave me my husband and the feeling of being myself. Therefore "THANK YOU!"

I know Brian and I are not a traditional family. Certainly our lives and Thanksgiving day was NOT the vision of Norman Rockwell's painting for American family

YES! We are a gay family. Maybe we are not a typical American family but we are both good people and love each other. We are part of this country. We deserved to be married and live happily after. (not to mention we pay big bucks taxes!!!)

That was the story for my little gay family's Thanksgiving day. I'm sure there are so many stories like this....

Happy Thanksgiving to my readers who are my real friends and part of my family :):):)

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Screw!!! "Don't tell! Don"t ask!"

Well Well! It was Veterans Day. I was walking around at lunch. Yeah! I was one of unlucky ones who needed to work that day. I passed by Times Square. Suddenly I saw a topless man! How could I miss him??!!!

His massive, naked body was shinning in the middle of Times Square. I ran there!! (literally!!!) I was out of breath! Not just because I ran, because of sexiness of male, masculine body! I almost fainted!!!

Quickly! I figured out the situation. They were shooting photos for a calender. Real soldiers (topless) were models.Calender was going to be released very soon. All proceeds would go to troops.

That's the calender I would like to buy many, many, many of them. One for my office, One for my living room and one for my bed side. OH!! one for my bathroom too!!!
BTW-- This hot one looks like Mr Shuester from Glee. Can you resemblance with him and Matthew Morrison. --WELL! I can!!!

Come On! Who would buy this calender?? --- Of course! All gays and girls!!!!
Screw! Don't tell! Don't ask!! Clearly! It is not an issue for our soldiers! How come is still issue for big fat politicians??!

After seeing these soldiers in person, even I'm thinking to join to army. This ridiculous law GOTTA go!!! We are in 2010. Who cares this anymore!.

P.S. I'm going to Washington D.C tomorrow! Since I'm there! I'd better look into this none-sense law too.-:):)

ASK & TELL!!!--BE PROUD! BE LOUD!! BE FABULOUS!!!

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Desperately Searching For Solitary Men...

My story started with this picture. Last March I was in South Beach wandering on the beach. It was 6am. It was a gorgeous morning. I saw this solitary man. Luckily I had my camera with me. I took his picture. For some reason this image effected me deeply. I don't know why...
From that day my search for solitary man began.
These photographs are the first part of the project is called "Desperately searching for solitary men..."

P.S. Because of the nature of my blog you could these men are gay. -- Not exactly! These men are just solitary.

I was near to Grand Central. It was lovely May afternoon. I saw this man through windows. He was smoking his cigarette slowly. First! I didn't want to take his picture. I realized something about him drew me to him. He seemed solitary. I captured the moment....

Hot August morning I was rushing to work. I passed Times Square. I was sweating. Suddenly I saw this red head. First his red hair took my attention. After looking at him for couple seconds. It dawned on me, he was solitary. I didn't care I was late to work. I sat down on a chair and got my camera out of my bag. He didn't move all this time. Like taking his picture was my destiny. I captured the moment. He seemed a nice, solitary man..... (and very handsome)

April 2010.. I was going back to work from quick lunch. While I was trying to pass through crowd, I saw this construction guy. He was watching people. He almost seemed he didn't want to be bothered all this crowd. He was vulnerable and solitary. I grabbed my camera and took his picture...

July 2010.... I was going back to home through Times Square. It was extremely crowded. I have no idea how I saw this guy sitting on a bench. He seemed very concerned. He black eyes were penetrating. I made my decision in a second. He was solitary. I must capture the moment...

One Friday nite I was at MET museum. I was passing through corridors and franticly looking for the elevator. I knew I was lost. I had to ask someone. I turned my head and he was there. That young man was solitary. He was admiring a sculpture. Maybe he was an art student. Who knows! Only one thing I was so sure. He was my solitary man who I have been searching for. I captured the moment and walked away...

I was at the harbor on Fire Island. It was a sizzling hot July morning. I was waiting for my husband to come with ferry. I saw this handsome man with hat on. He didn't care about crowd. He was solitary. I didn't even hesitate! I captured this handsome, solitary man. But this time I was not alone. I saw another solitary man was watching my solitary man. Luckily both were in the picture.

One Saturday afternoon I was bored. I was killing time in Chelsea. I turned to the left and he was there. He was behind big suitcases. He was calm and solitary. I had no choice to capture the moment. As always I snapped the shot and walked away.... Still wandering what his story was...

I was in Chelsea. It was so hot and humid. I was so desperate for ice coffee. I was exhausted. I turned the corner. He was there. He was leaning the window. He was big and solitary man. I was right behind his massive, sexy body. I felt the moment and captured his solitariness....

Street was full of people. Sun was in my eyes. I was almost blind. Someone pushed me back in that hellish crowd. I lost my balance. Suddenly I jumped back. I looked up and through all those reflections I saw him. He stood out. Despite of the crowd, I captured him. He was definitely solitary.

To be contained...

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