The Winds of Change
One of the reasons I like living here in the Midwest is the fact we have seasons. While I'm the first to whine about the heat of summer or the cold of winter, I'm making the deal just to get to fall.
As the lush greens turn to the browns, reds and golds of the landscape around me, any sort of wind at all reminds me of primeval change.
Sure, I can tie in the change to my transgender transition but in reality the shift in the world around me goes so much deeper.
Every year at this time though, I do take a second to consider the gender changes I have been through and those that are yet to come. As sure as the squirrels in my back yard are beginning to harvest the newly fallen walnuts and the drug dealers down on the corner are sporting their new hoodies, it's time for me to take stock of my sweaters and long sleeved tops.
It's ironic how the priorities of the season have changed. Most of you know I'm a sports fanatic of sorts and a football fan above all else but now I have to consider what I'm wearing to watch The Ohio State Buckeyes or the Cincinnati Bengals with my friends. As a transgender girl, I always have to try to make sure I'm doing the style gig a bit better than the genetic girls - if I can. At the least, cause some of them step up their game too.
The fun part is now that fall really is just beginning. The true colors on the tree's haven't arrived yet and all the fall festivals are still around the corner with "nummers" such as home made apple butter. Better yet the season wraps up with Halloween and my chance to attend the **Cincinnati Witches Ball as a "Zombie Bride" -compliments of my very talented girlfriend.
So, like most of you I have spent my life waiting for the "other shoe to drop". I have always preferred to call it waiting for "the other foot to fall."
This year I have been in touch with "Momma Karma" to see if the foot can "fall" another time. Preferably after fall is over.
**The "mission" of the Witches Ball:
Our mission: to hold one kick-ass costume party each and every year, with the most fabulous, talented performers we can find, gifted readers in our divination room, vendors with the best wares....raffles, a costume contest, moderately insane pirates, & steampunkers. (As well as raise money for a wonderful cause in the process!)
Nice!!!!!!!!!!!!
As the lush greens turn to the browns, reds and golds of the landscape around me, any sort of wind at all reminds me of primeval change.
Sure, I can tie in the change to my transgender transition but in reality the shift in the world around me goes so much deeper.
Every year at this time though, I do take a second to consider the gender changes I have been through and those that are yet to come. As sure as the squirrels in my back yard are beginning to harvest the newly fallen walnuts and the drug dealers down on the corner are sporting their new hoodies, it's time for me to take stock of my sweaters and long sleeved tops.
It's ironic how the priorities of the season have changed. Most of you know I'm a sports fanatic of sorts and a football fan above all else but now I have to consider what I'm wearing to watch The Ohio State Buckeyes or the Cincinnati Bengals with my friends. As a transgender girl, I always have to try to make sure I'm doing the style gig a bit better than the genetic girls - if I can. At the least, cause some of them step up their game too.
The fun part is now that fall really is just beginning. The true colors on the tree's haven't arrived yet and all the fall festivals are still around the corner with "nummers" such as home made apple butter. Better yet the season wraps up with Halloween and my chance to attend the **Cincinnati Witches Ball as a "Zombie Bride" -compliments of my very talented girlfriend.
So, like most of you I have spent my life waiting for the "other shoe to drop". I have always preferred to call it waiting for "the other foot to fall."
This year I have been in touch with "Momma Karma" to see if the foot can "fall" another time. Preferably after fall is over.
**The "mission" of the Witches Ball:
Our mission: to hold one kick-ass costume party each and every year, with the most fabulous, talented performers we can find, gifted readers in our divination room, vendors with the best wares....raffles, a costume contest, moderately insane pirates, & steampunkers. (As well as raise money for a wonderful cause in the process!)
Nice!!!!!!!!!!!!
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