gay marriage and the single gal

I had iced coffee on a terrasse with my friend Annie tonight. I hadn't seen her in almost 2 years, since she moved to Vancouver.

We picked up right where we left off. We had almost completely lost touch. But it was amazing, the spark caught in the dry kindling very quickly. She makes me laugh really hard. I think she's the only person who's made me snarf, twice.

How is it possible to forget a connection you have with someone like that? (Well i guess if they never call that's what happens, there you go.)

3 summers ago, we pledged our contingent eternal troth: if we got to the age of 55 without ever settling down with men, we'd marry each other. It would be a purely platonic arrangement, with lots of extra-marital affairs allowed and yea, verily, encouraged. But man, what adventures we'd have.

And now, the eve before she arrives back in Montreal, parliament passed the same-sex marriage bill. coincidence? I think it's more like a tribute. Or a nudge.

next week's column: gay marriage and the sugar daddy.