It's Our Anniversary!!!

I was stumped so I asked Belmo… and he didn’t know. What question has the both of us dumbfounded? When did the two of us decide to spend the rest of our lives together? We can remember lying in bed on a cold winter night having a random conversation while the “ Quiet Storm” whispered in the background. We talked about any and everything that night… including gay marriage. I asked Belmo, “What if I asked you to marry me, would you accept the proposal?” He said, “ Yeah I would.” A ten-second pause occurred followed by my query, “Well, how about it?” Belmo accepted.
Fast forward nine months later and we arrive on October 31, 2005, the longest day of both of our lives. The two of us board an early morning flight to Toronto, checked into the Westin Harbour Castle located on Lake Ontario, and fell asleep only to awaken hours later to the anticipations to come. Around noon, we purchased the marriage license from City Hall and returned to our hotel room a couple hours later. We only had one hour to shower, dress, and meet the wedding party in the lobby. Now, the wedding party consisted of five people: Belmo, myself, a lesbian couple, and a female witness. Out of the couple, one performed the ceremony and her partner took photographs. Belmo and I wanted our commitment to each other to be simple and stress-free. We did not want any “hating-ass” family members or jealous friends corrupting our day. Rather than spending our day trying to cater to other folks beliefs and ethics, we decided to include people who either experienced same-sex love or embrace it. We also didn’t want to purchase a “Siegfried and Roy style wedding” with a check our asses couldn’t cash. Therefore, the service took place facing Lake Ontario, gathered a small crowd in the courtyard, and lasted about a half an hour. We concluded our day with downtime in the hotel room followed by dinner at Toula, the rooftop Italian bistro, which featured a 360 degree view of the Toronto skyline as well as Lake Ontario. Lastly, we spend the remainder of the evening lounging in the hotel fitness center’s steam room and sauna before we
said, “Goodnight” to each other. Every year at this time we reminisce about the choices we made together and without a doubt we conclude that we wouldn’t have it any other way.

In The Beginning...

We often get ask the obvious question…”Why Halloween?” People always want to know why we chose Halloween as the day to exchange vows and declare our love for each other. The truth is, we didn’t choose it, it chose us. Three years ago on Halloween night, stars fell out of the sky, the moon turned fire red, and two unsuspecting, hot ,sexy, fabulously nasty( in a Ms. Jackson way), individuals collided. Well… maybe it wasn’t that intense, but you get the picture. The real story is I, Belmo, was standing just outside the now burned to the ground Five Spot nightclub cruising the boys with some friends. I was all done-up in a devil's costume having attended the Henri David Ball earlier. Curtis and one of his friends were driving around in his car also cruising the boys. Long story short, Curtis vowed that night that if I were the devil he would gladly sell his soul. Since then we’ve been corrupting each other every chance we get.
Now that you know the story, be warned…this blog is not for the prude; life’s too damn short for that. Curtis and I live our lives very much outside the box. When it comes to doing the unexpected, we don’t waste time asking why. We simply shrug our shoulders and ask why the fuck not. In the future entries of the blog, we will share the details of our adventures past, present, and future. We will introduce you to some of our friends, and family. We will pose questions that examine the black gay male relationship as we try to make this one work.

These photos were taking in Central Park on 10/13/07. Belmo took me to New York to celebrate my 30th birthday. "A great time was had by both!"