It's been forever since I've done a blog post. I was forced into hiatus due to a computer crash, but up and running now thanks to my iPad (albeit not the easiest way).
I've missed connecting with fellow bloggers that's for sure. And a lot has happened! One epic event worth mentioning - Dori and I are legally married! Yes, as soon as the first counties in New Mexico were issuing same-sex marriage licenses, we drove down to Santa Fe and jumped in on the action. We were couple number 77. I think that's a lucky number.
The day was August 30, 2013. It was a sunny day as usual in New Mexico. Neither of us had ever been to Santa Fe. We were both excited yet skeptical. How would this work out if our own county of San Juan (majority Republican) didn't recognize it? We did it anyway, and good thing we did. New Mexico surprised us. Shortly after our wedding, the state of New Mexico officially legalized same-sex marriage statewide, every county. It was surreal to say the least. Not only were we recognized federally, we were finally recognized by our new state. What a contrast from where we used to live, Arizona, who had just recently almost legalized discrimination against people like us. While Arizona is a beautiful state, Dori's birthplace, and the place we met; it still has a long way to go. Even more surreal was Utah (another four corners state and my birthplace), for a moment began issuing same-sex marriage licenses but sadly they took it back. It was New Mexico who held firm. Everything that lead us to the land of enchantment, our new state of New Mexico, seems to have been guided by fate. We owe much of our happiness to our parents that helped us get here and the humble people of New Mexico. To our new friends and new jobs. And to each other for making it this far without giving up when everything was against us. So what do you do when something this epic happens? You eat quiche at a French restaurant in Santa Fe. Serendipity was on our side, the french restaurant Clafoutis was located next to a Blake's (my last name) a New Mexican establishment. I think that was a sign that we're here to stay!
If I knew we were going to do more than sign papers, I would have reconsidered my casual clothing.Good thing we are lesbians, we are low maintenance.