Saturday, December 6, 2014
NEW RULE:
Everyone takes off their FitBit / PolarLoop / activity tracker during sex.
(No, not because comparing uploaded data might show simultaneous nookie. Because a FitBit band can scratch a cornea, and a PolarLoop suddenly lighting up red makes it look like you're getting it on with a Cylon.)
There is still that elevated elbow-to-the-head risk when three people are moving around, but at least we can modify SOME variables.
That concludes today's triad-safety PSA.
Thursday, November 13, 2014
Hello, my name is _____.
Almost a year, it's been?! So, so much has happened.
Last week Chloe and I moved our business into a new space. No more sharing with three or four other people - just us! Red provided extra muscle, and all the tech support. Our friends and family are excited for us. The days when working together seemed like a terrible idea (we'll get on each other's nerves, the Trifecta will dissolve and we'll be stuck dependent on each other, finances ruin romances)... those seem like a century ago.
Our little family is content. The three of us, plus two cats and a dog - oh yeah, we *never* thought we'd have pets together - we make a good household. All three kids live elsewhere now, and they're each doing pretty well. (Ripley in particular is on her feet, Red having done a fantastic job navigating the hardest stretch of parenting I could imagine.)
We're out of the closet almost everywhere; us girls are increasingly active in LGBT events, and Red joins in sometimes.
We're past the four year mark, and really wish we could be legally married to all of each other. There will be legal papers, and a ceremony at some point. It sure would be nice for that to be as "real" as everyone else's marriage, but I guess this is kinda what it was like to be gay and partnered, up until recently.
Here is a committed threesome of Swedes:
http://nordicinnovation.nu/swedens-blogging-polyfamily-goes-viral/
And there's another nearby, three men, who are good friends of ours. We are not as weird as I once thought.
In fact, you know what? Less hiding, more smiling.
Hi, I'm Kathleen. She's Michelle, and he's Sean. We are the Trifecta, and I am proud to love them both.
Last week Chloe and I moved our business into a new space. No more sharing with three or four other people - just us! Red provided extra muscle, and all the tech support. Our friends and family are excited for us. The days when working together seemed like a terrible idea (we'll get on each other's nerves, the Trifecta will dissolve and we'll be stuck dependent on each other, finances ruin romances)... those seem like a century ago.
Our little family is content. The three of us, plus two cats and a dog - oh yeah, we *never* thought we'd have pets together - we make a good household. All three kids live elsewhere now, and they're each doing pretty well. (Ripley in particular is on her feet, Red having done a fantastic job navigating the hardest stretch of parenting I could imagine.)
We're out of the closet almost everywhere; us girls are increasingly active in LGBT events, and Red joins in sometimes.
We're past the four year mark, and really wish we could be legally married to all of each other. There will be legal papers, and a ceremony at some point. It sure would be nice for that to be as "real" as everyone else's marriage, but I guess this is kinda what it was like to be gay and partnered, up until recently.
Here is a committed threesome of Swedes:
http://nordicinnovation.nu/swedens-blogging-polyfamily-goes-viral/
And there's another nearby, three men, who are good friends of ours. We are not as weird as I once thought.
In fact, you know what? Less hiding, more smiling.
Hi, I'm Kathleen. She's Michelle, and he's Sean. We are the Trifecta, and I am proud to love them both.
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