Vacation Post One
I am going to attempt to pull a few relevant posts from the Cyrsti's Condo archives to use while I am on vacation later on this week for approximately ten days.
As I look back through the old posts, I realize how much I have changed in certain areas. This happened several years ago:
"Saturday, I went with Liz and her son to her karate tournament. If I knew what I was going to get into, I would have tried to dress up a bit.
Halfway through, I left to take the son back home and went back. By the time I got back, the middle school gymnasium was nearly full. I needed to walk past a couple full sections of seats (probably 25 rows) to get to where I was setting before.
I felt as if every set of eyes were on me and I had to walk at least two miles to get to my seat, which of course was occupied by the time I got back. More than likely most eyes were not on me and worrying wouldn't have done much about it anyway. So, I hitched up my big girl panties and went for it.
I ended up wedging myself into a row of people that wasn't quite full and tried to make myself as small and inconspicuous as possible.
Looking back on the day, leggings and boots though, probably would have been a better choice than the old baggy jeans I was wearing.
Live and learn the hard LGBT transgender way...as always.
I am sure also, there were several Northern Kentucky folks who got their first glimpse of a real live trans woman and knew it!"
These days, I have so much more confidence in myself. I wouldn't care what they thought!
As I look back through the old posts, I realize how much I have changed in certain areas. This happened several years ago:
"Saturday, I went with Liz and her son to her karate tournament. If I knew what I was going to get into, I would have tried to dress up a bit.
Halfway through, I left to take the son back home and went back. By the time I got back, the middle school gymnasium was nearly full. I needed to walk past a couple full sections of seats (probably 25 rows) to get to where I was setting before.
I felt as if every set of eyes were on me and I had to walk at least two miles to get to my seat, which of course was occupied by the time I got back. More than likely most eyes were not on me and worrying wouldn't have done much about it anyway. So, I hitched up my big girl panties and went for it.
I ended up wedging myself into a row of people that wasn't quite full and tried to make myself as small and inconspicuous as possible.
Looking back on the day, leggings and boots though, probably would have been a better choice than the old baggy jeans I was wearing.
Live and learn the hard LGBT transgender way...as always.
I am sure also, there were several Northern Kentucky folks who got their first glimpse of a real live trans woman and knew it!"
These days, I have so much more confidence in myself. I wouldn't care what they thought!
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