Last night was my youngest grandson's birthday party, which at his age (sixth grade) mattered to everyone else more than him.
We all met at an upscale Japanese Steak House for dinner, then went to the nearby in laws for after dinner relaxation and chats.
I wore the pre-mentioned maxi dress and was very comfortable all night long in my black flats. It's nice when I am not subjected to stupid stares. I wasn't.
More importantly though, I felt comfortable with the other attendees. As I have mentioned often here in Cyrsti's Condo, the side of the family who came last night is totally comfortable with a transgender member of the family.
I can't say enough, how much I appreciate them!