I moved to Denver with a partner. When that ended, I was left without a support system except for my not-cousin Jenny. It's scary being in a new place and only knowing people from work, especially when those people routinely work 18-hour days and read education blogs on their downtime.
So when Heather, a friend of Jenny's invited me to a pumpkin carving party last October, I was hopeful that this would be the beginning of a great friendship with a wonderful person. I got SO much more than I bargained for.
At the party I was greeted by a table full of pumpkin desserts, and as I made my way through the kitchen and into the back yard, I couldn't believe my eyes. Lesbians! Everywhere! There were faux-hawk lesbians, and olympic soccer lesbians, and country-western lesbians.

Kate: Pumpkin carving party full of lesbians.
Rebecca: Picture or it didn't happen.
Kate: *sends picture*
Rebecca: Jesus. Even that DOG looks like a lesbian.
(It was a picture of these three people, with a dog in one of their laps. Sadly, the picture will never be seen again because I had to reset my phone. But you get the idea.)


Last night was Heather's birthday party. Last year, all the lesbifriends took a limo to dinner and to the party. This year, most of us arrived separately, with our own dates. Last year, we spent every Friday and Saturday night together. This year we see each other more often at major events. And this doesn't make me sad.

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