Missing in Action

Once again it seems, my good old not so trusty lap top needs to be sent away for some warranty work, so my brilliant (LOL) new posts are going to have to wait.

I love all you regulars and your comments and will possibly be able to still do a few a post here and there. Especially archived ones.

Sorry for all the inconvenience.

Another Week in the Monsoons.

While we haven't received the huge amount of rain other areas of the country have received, we have been getting our unfair share too.

Of course, this is one of the weeks I have to make my trips all over to Dayton (twice) for my VA doctors and Cincinnati once for the bi monthly CrossPort meeting with mainly other transgender women sprinkled in with a few cross dressers.

Plus is the weather happens to cooperate, we have a full moon get together tonight.

Through it all, I have had a chance to get my "wifely" chores done and get a load of wash finished plus cooked dinner. It's OK since Liz is working so hard at her job, it's the least I could do and I always jested I would make someone a good wife some day.

Interestingly, once again it is a week like this week that causes me to plan ahead on my outfits several days in advance and truly feel like a woman. On the down side though, I have managed to chip my nails and need to repair them in my spare time.

Looking back, I can only think, be careful what you wish for, because it may come true.

Into the Lioness' Den?

Yesterday was one of those days which pre Mtf transition, I would have dreaded. In fact, I still dreaded it yesterday. Why?

Our Wiccan group who is putting on it's second annual Witches Ball this Halloween and Sunday we met at a semi rural WalMart to set up to sell things for a fundraiser to benefit a homeless shelter.

I will admit it. I felt like one of the main characters in Deliverance. Especially if I had to use the rest room. (I did.)

Going in, I figured to make myself as inconspicuous as possible and let the others do most all of the interaction. But, as luck would have it, that didn't work either, as one by one, most of the other participants found an excuse to leave or find something else to do. For a short while, I was even tasked with passing out brochures in front of one of the entrances. Eccch!

Through it all, I kept telling myself this was one of situations I never wanted to go through when I thought about going 24/7. As a matter of fact, I tell anyone considering a transgender transition, to go ahead and try the toughest situation they can think of and do it.  

As always I lived and wasn't whisked away by some redneck with a Confederate flag and I think I was only followed into the restroom by one employee to make sure I wasn't doing dastardly deeds. So, I suppose the day was some sort of a success.

The whole day though brought about thoughts of going "full time" as a trans woman and how some seem to think it may be all sweetness and light.

I am going to save my thoughts for another blog post!