Good news; bad news...

I have some really good news and some bad news.

The good news is that today Jeff and I registered as domestic partners in the District of Columbia. (That's us below signing the documents....)

After 17 years, and one child, there is a local government that has allowed us to make it official --we are recognized as a family. (Never one to miss an opportunity for a celebration, I was singing "Going to the Chapel" on our way into the nondescript DC government building.)

Jack seemed pleased that his parents were making it official.

One of the benefits of registration is that now all three of us can take advantage of the family insurance plan of Jeff's incredibly progressive employer.

Although it was a simple ministerial act -- sign some papers, show an i.d., pay a fee -- it was nice that somewhere in this great big country, even if it was within the bowels of some nondescript government building, someone officially said "Hey these guys, in fact, ARE a family." this is just a first step, but it is a nice one.

Now for the bad news....

Apparently, by registering today, we have embarked on the destruction of all of our straight friends' marriages. For this, we are truly, deeply sorry. It was a difficult choice, but the insurance premiums are just killing us.

To all of our beloved straight friends whose relationships were annihilated at approximately 3:45 pm today, our profound apologies. If you are in the neighborhood, the first round is on us. Come on by and we can reminisce....