I have a lot of thoughts about our family reunion trip to Colorado, but I’ve been at least meaning to point out the awfully creepy feeling I had passing for a “straight” couple while we were there. Since Betty’s parents do not know their son is any gender but male, she went as “he” for the five days we were visiting.
I’d like to be able to have a time machine right now, and do the whole trip again with Betty as her female self, and us as a queer/lesbian couple, and so really be able to compare the difference. But I can’t, so I’ll theorize about what I think might have been different – and how – later this week, before it’s 5am and all my braincells are shot.