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"Butch Jamie is a quirky, gender-bending comedy about an out-of-work butch lesbian actress willing to try almost anything for a role. Dressing up femme for auditions, struggling actress Jamie Klein continually faces rejection as she fails to be a typical leading lady. Spurred on by her roommate Lola's successful cat actor, Jamie decides to take a different approach and audition as herself - aka "Butch Jamie". She immediately lands a role - as a man! Her misadventures on the set include unintentionally attracting the attentions of her sexy female co-star."


In a former life I was a short-lived movie producer and I have one movie to show for it. Butch Jamie is a hilarious and well-made film that goes on sale November 18! Please visit the official film website at: www.butchjamie.com. Butch Jamie also has a fun blog to read here.

Here are some fun facts about the film:

Butch Jamie is my ex
Her name is Michelle
The film was filmed at our former house and at my former law school
Howard the cat is my cat
He is the star of the show
His real name is Huey
He can meow on cue
I am in the film at various times, playing different characters
We took a trip to Los Angeles to shoot the scenic LA shots
We paid for the film ourselves
Michelle wrote the script
I cooked all the meals we served on set
People liked them
Michelle directed and edited the film
I have a love/hate relationship with the film
I love the film; I hated making it
It has screened around the world
I am very grateful to all the people that helped with the film
Michelle is a brilliant filmmaker
Albany, NY is pretending to be Los Angeles, CA
Some of the actors are wearing my clothes
I am the inspiration for the Lola/Howard dynamic
My sexy panties appear in the bathroom
The cat on the DVD cover is not Huey
Michelle did all her own stunts
We filmed in a local bar owned by one of the actors
The end result is a tremendous film

Journal of a proud mama watching her child go out into the world

And now I can't stop thinking about it...

When we were at the mall recently B made the mistake of showing me a necklace that she "might get me." Well, now I can't stop thinking about it. When I tried it on I didn't really care if she got it for me or not, but now I care. I want to wear it on our wedding day. It matches my ring perfectly. I want it. I want it.



OK, now I have calmed down a bit. I still want the necklace but I will focus on other stuff. B ordered a shirt yesterday and it should arrive soon. I can't wait to hold it up to her fabulous tie and ooohh and aaahhh about it. I have high hopes.



Journal of a greedy girl

Our first gift...

Besides the party my parents are throwing and the 2 cash gifts, this is the first gift that has been ordered for us and delivered to us*. B's sisters wanted to give something we could use on our wedding day and so they ordered this very pretty pair of toasting glasses with our wedding date engraved on the side of each glass.



*the glasses were not actually delivered to us, but we saw pictures. We will see them when we arrive in CA.

This Die is to Tie for

The debut of B's tie:




Journal of a gride marrying a broom

So proud to be marrying B

The gay community in Albany isn't really what I would call numerous or active, but I was pleasantly surprised on Sunday when we attended the first ever Marriage Equality March in Albany. The turnout was great, the message to the state lawmakers was clear and the support that B and I received from her family was heartwarming. Her sisters even made awesome rainbow t-shirts.



As I was registering, the news people found my very cute group and interviewed them. B was splashed all over the news last night - her voice was clear and convincing and her content was superb - yeah B! You make me so proud. Check out the article and the newsreel here.

After the crowd walked the (very) short distance across the only appropriate bridge they could find in Albany (bridge crossing was the theme for the marriage equality marches - 2 others were held in NYC and San Francisco - cities with much better bridges than Albany) the news people again grabbed B to interview her. You won't find me on the news though - I don't like cameras or the spotlight. I will step up if needed, but B had things fully under control.

It was a great event and I am very proud that we could be a part of it. Thank you to Darcy, Samantha, Sherry, Lisa, Krystianna, Thomas and Aaron for attending and supporting us.






Journal of a proud (soon-to-be) sister

EEEEKKKK - I got a bunch wrong

I just took the Decide For Yourself video quiz on iprotectmarriage.com and I think I failed.

Uh-oh, what does this mean? Hmmm, means I am not a HomophobeBrainwashedIgnorantBigot.

I'll have to try not to attend this titillating event:



Journal of a woman ready to dance, marry, have babies and live happily ever after with her female partner, unless of course, I "wake-up" tomorrow and I am no longer gay.

dancing, swimming, old schooling

Tonight we meet with our dance instructor to learn the first bit of our choreographed first dance. We hope to learn the whole dance in 4 lessons, but that seems a little far fetched to me, unless the dance turns out to be boringly simple, which it may. I am worried about my dress getting in the way, my shoes not functioning up to par, and my brain short circuiting on performance day. So, it could be disastrous if the dance turns out to be something other than boringly simple. We will see. I will keep you updated.

**New Topic** Silas

I miss my little nephew Silas. He is getting so big and he swims now! Well, not really but I am pretending, and so is he.








**New Topic** B and L do old school with guns




Journal of a ______ (you fill in the blank, I don't have the imagination today)

White Water Wonderful

Last year when I graduated from law school B got me a very scary gift. I don't mean scary for me, I mean scary for her. She got me a white water rafting gift certificate for 1. Yep, for only one person, hoping with all her might that I would either go by myself or drag someone else along. Well, it was her lucky day when I decided that I finally wanted to use the gift, and surprise, surprise I wanted HER to go with me.

So last weekend we woke up really early, drove north for 1.5 hours and arrived at the rustic base camp before 9am. The day was gorgeous and warm and there were no clouds in the sky (a gigantic feat for the eastern skies). We gathered our gear, including wet suit tops because we are chickens, and boarded the bus that would take us even farther into the middle of nowhere. We got a SHORT safety lesson from the guides (aka possible sperm donors) and we were off! I know this first picture doesn't look much like rafting, but, luckily there was some swimming involved too!


This is a rock that sticks out of the water 12 feet. We were all given the opportunity to climb out of the boat, scale up the side of it and jump off. B and I jumped off together and got the river up our noses. What a blast!






Our guide:



We didn't get any pictures of the rapids b/c it's kind of hard to grab the camera when you are paddling and hanging on for your life. We had a few moments like that. I even fell out of the raft at one point. Too bad we don't have a picture of that. B was more scared than I was.

The hardest part of the day was getting off the couch later that night. We were so sore from paddling and balancing our behinds on the very firm raft that we vowed to never get out of bed once we got ourselves there.

Journal of an expert catergory 3 rafter
B: "In the Spring we are doing category 4" yeah, right

Overwhelmed

B and I now have to start thinking about details such as logistics and lighting and table placement and food preparation and electricity and blah blah blah! It's overwhelming to think about all the details - hence why my mom is doing most of that type of thinking. Thanks mom! I am busy enough just looking for someone to alter my dress.

In my short time on theknot.com today I found a few placecard ideas I like. Check 'em out:




To take my mind off of wedding planning for a minute, we'll do a little dance


**Back to reality**: As I have said before, I am very excited about our photographer and about the pictures he will create. I am also scared that pictures of us will turn out to look like this:


Or worse yet, this:



Me: ick, B, what happened to your face?
B: ahhh, my face, where is it?
Dude: I am outta here...

Journal of a goof