Highlights from this year’s Pagan Pride

• The bumper sticker “Sorry I wasn’t at church on Sunday I was busy learning witchcraft and becoming a lesbian” and my brother elbowing me and going “that’s you”. 
• Another bumper sticker that said “I don’t care if you’re straight as long as you act gay in public”.
• The most beautiful Malamutes and the very small child who politely asked their owner “can I please pet your puppies?” 
• This part of a conversation I overheard 

“So I said, really? Who is this Jesus guy? What did he do?” 

*cackling* “You didn’t!” 

“You should have seen his face!”

• Before the children’s parade there was a lady throwing rose petals. Some landed on me and I felt special.
• I got a brand new broomstick skirt for $6. 
• Belly dancer dude. Just everything about him. He was hot and confident and looked amazing. 
• The cackle contest. (I did not participate.) 
• Just the general sense of people calm and happy and being able to celebrate and engage in ritual with other people. 
• I got a mild sunburn. Most of my chest is pink, save for the very suspicious white patch of skin where my pentacle was.