The Gay Family Attends a Bar Mitzvah!

OK, by way of disclosure, these pictures were pictures taken of professional photos taken at the party. Therefore, not the best quality.

Which is OK. Do we look wasted? We are, totally! This was the best Bar Mitzvah ever! Firstly because my son is now 9 and does not have to be watched. The last Bar Mitzvah we attended was over 4 years ago and we had to watch our son for a few hours until he went to his cousins room with a babysitter.

These days most Bar Mitzvah’s have a separate kids room which makes a lot of sense as mingling adults and kids doesn’t work well. The kids had a blast with a myriad of activities, in this case, pinball, candy sculptures, ping pong with an expert, and a pool table! And of course I am always among the smarter adults who sneak into the kids room to enjoy some of life’s simpler pleasures – pigs in a blanket, chicken fingers, and fries!

I have to take a gay break here and say that the Bar Mitzvah boy’s mom, my dear friend since our kids started Kindergarten 4 years ago, looked absolutely stunning. I had heard earlier at the religious part of the Bar Mitzvah that she would be wearing a Marchesa dress. This is a designer I had heard of from one of my favorite shows, Joan Rivers Fashion Police. I knew I would be duly impressed.

Then I saw the dress, and the make-up job. OMG, my friend from the playground, who is already a beautiful woman, transformed even further. I barely recognized this gorgeous creature! And again, to go all the way gay, her shoes were to die for! I know I never talk like this, but this was an outfit from a TV fashion show. I am not looking to ever do drag, but if I did, this was the outfit I would beg to borrow!

So now for my story. The music came on after the cocktail hour. I can finally say I went to a cocktail hour that I did not gorge myself at. I was trying to pace myself. And then I barely got to eat dinner. Why? Because I refused to leave the dance floor. At this advanced age I really don’t go out anymore. These parties once every year or two are my only chance to dance, other than in my bedroom. And shake it I did. The dance floor called to me. Even my son, who has been known to be shy on occasion (everything I do embarrasses him these days), tore up the dance floor with his friends. My spouse and I love to watch him have fun! And the playground moms! We were in quite a different element, we all got to see a different side of each other than we usually see.

Ant the 13 year old crowd seemed to know how to have a blast! It is great to see them all dancing, singing rap songs, and having fun. Sadly, I always find there is a new dance that I had no idea of, and I used to be Disco Mitch! I will be you tubing the “Dougie” until I learn it!

So here we are, the next day, trying to figure out how I am going to throw one of these parties in 4 years for my son. Because the bar for the Bar Mitzvah has just been raised by the Millers! Thanks for a great time!

And here is the final picture of a picture, all the playground “moms” got called in for a group shot. You know they had to include daddy Mitch!