When Vodka is Stronger than Blood

CK - of COURSE you can be in the family (to be read with Godfather-like voice). It would be a pleasure. I'm bummed that I missed your half-birthday. When was it anyway? (And I'm not asking just because mine's a week away.) Bridget never had a straight man in her urban family, so it's likely that we will carry you on beds of palm leaves and feed you grapes while you give us straight man dating advice. You might have to carry a box or two also. If you're cool with that then....welcome to the family.

My half-birthday just passed...and nothing from my urban family. Can I be in yours? Mine is way too much like me...but they like me. Thanks for helping me appreciate my other family.

I love my nuclear family -- I really, really, do. But my Urban Family -- keeps me grounded, sane, goofy, confident, bold and feeling loved. And -- they know. Everything. It's awesome -- no need to hide, no need to put on a brave face -- they are the one's that let me let it all hang out. Cheers to my Urban Family, I love each and every one of them -- just as they are!

So true! Enjoyed every well written tid bit! Theresa