Caitlyn STOP! Please

I operate on a couple levels of existence, my own which includes loved ones of course, and another which includes reading/discussing the current happenings/future of the transgender family.

The only change I can hope to help with is on Cyrsti's Condo.

 Now, let's face it, most people are having more and more problems with a real ugly election campaign. I'm so disgusted after the Chicago violence recently I don't know what to write to those of you who read the blog outside the United States.  I really didn't think I would see what was really a civilian race riot in my life-but I did.

Then let's toss good old Caitlyn Jenner into the political fray supporting candidates that hate the LGBT community..REALLY????

I've ranted on and on about Jenner enough that I am just too emotional (damn HRT) so I'm going to pass along a link from the Huffington Post which says it better!

What's in a Name?

Yesterday I went to the bank I have literally been with since my youth (my Dad worked there). 

As mergers and acquisitions would have it, when I moved to the Cincinnati area, I discovered one of the banks new branches less than a mile away.

I was going to tie up loose ends in my gender marker journey and getting my new name put on my accounts. It went well after the poor teller figured out I didn't have any changes to my social security number (goddess forbid.)

On the way home and after I thought a bit more about my upcoming colonoscopy and the future "indignities" of it, I began to consider the benefits of choosing an androgynous name.

Regardless of my name, all my gender markers now read "female" but of course I still have all my male "bits" and probably a full "c" in the breast department, Oh yes, let's not forget my hair which is starting to feel the effects of my return engagement with estrogen, and starting to grow again.

Being health professionals, I am sure I will be treated with respect but I'm betting I will provide more than a little conversation after the procedure.

Then again, does it all have to be all about me?

Turn It Over Girl.

During my Doc's visit yesterday, he mentioned it was time to schedule yet another fun filled event called a "colonoscopy."

If you are not familiar, the "event" is basically a two day deal. One is to clean you out...the other to take a peak at what is going on with your intestines. Now, rest assured this is my third time through this, so I am a relative expert.

The stories are worse than the actual "c-scope." Plus, nothing could be as bad as colon cancer.

My problem is vanity, pure and simple. I am not looking forward to wearing a hospital gown which opens in the back to the world to do this. Hair removal in certain key areas will be interesting if not painful,

Also, I see this as the first in a future of showing my "sexy" transgender body to a set of peeps I would rather not see it.

Old age.

The Three "F's"

You probably of heard of of "fight or flight" and I have simply added fear for my other "F." So, fear, fight or flight. 

The reason I bring it up is today when I was out and about running errands - as a woman of course and sure I felt a little uncertainty about where and when and if's of where I was going.

I thought what the hell, why was I still feeling this way and it occurred to me I always might. Unless some miracle happens I expect to never be a totally beautiful feminine critter but I do expect (and do) own what I am, The only thing I can say is I am getting better and better at adjusting to and becoming the person I was always destined to be,

In fact, I ran into a couple peeps who I hadn't seen in quite awhile. They went out of their way to say how different I acted. I was just calmer some how.

Homecoming I guess. Now If I can escape the"Three F's" with another letter of the alphabet. Happy.

Another One Bites the Dust!

In some circles, the well worn shallow and wrong criticism of transgender women has always been  we couldn't be women because we couldn't have children. Now it seems in the very near future, we may able to.

I dearly loved verbally slapping around the fewer and fewer "women?" who came at me with such an ignorant argument. Of course my answer was, how many woman born female did they know who never had kids?

Being the sarcastic mean bitch I sometimes am, sure it was fun.

Now though, I have even more ammunition to trash them with since (according to the NewYork Times  there has been a hopeful start for the first uterine transplant patient in this county.Outstanding news!

You just have to know a transgender woman isn't far behind just so Jenner's name isn't attached. Wait!! If you saw last night's show, Caitlyn seems to be pretty conflicted which gender will claim "most favorite" status?

The Long and Winding What?

Just SHUT UP!

Yesterday was one of those days when it seems I was trying to catch up with my tail all day long. I'm not going to bore you with all the details except to say it seems I get to keep my HRT estrogen going for another round, which is about three months.

I say seems because yesterday I didn't see my regular endocrinologist, instead seeing his nurse practitioner. If for some reasons my iron levels shoot through the ceiling again, then conceivably the cruel and usual punishment could come and my Doc could reverse his stand on my HRT again. I take nothing for granted, except taking anything for granted at all.

Following the visit, it was off to lunch with daughter for lunch. Always a delightful time and back to Cincinnati.

Perhaps you remember the round trip I go through on "Doc" days spans about 3 1/2 hours of drive time. I have plenty of time to be by myself with the two dogs and ask questions. None quite like this though:

"Your post has led me to think that Trump would make a good Fran-n-Furter too. Would you be willing to face him in a debate, should Donald decide to compete for your role at the Halloween Ball? Donald has been a drag in the Rep. debates; he could be IN drag in yours. 

The dumb blonde in me needs to ask if the Electoral College is the same as Trump University. Does either have a track team? If so, could Caitlyn be on it?"

Connie, while The Donald has looked as if he could keep the Republican Party in the gutter single handily, he has/is dragging the Pub's down to Jenner's level. It's still not low enough to for Jenner to realize what is really going on outside the "glitter bubble" which is Jenner's life.

All those years as Olympic Champ must have cost Caitlyn Jenner brain cells!!!  

Cyrsti's Condo "Sunday Edition"

Ker Plunk! Another edition from Cyrsti's Condo is arriving on your virtual front porch. Our "faux spring" is here in Southwestern Ohio, a great time for a cup o joe, or a "brunch beer" from Cincinnati's Bock Fest going on today. 
Page One: The Week that Was or Wasn't: This week, transgender women and men everywhere in this country breathed a sigh of relief when the governor of South Dakota vetoed the latest sweeping attempt to pass what's called a bathroom "genitalia" bill. More precisely, under the bill,you must use the restroom of your birth , not choice of identification.Before we all start doing our happy dance though,beware of a bigoted right wing legislator near you furiously burning the midnight oil  and wasting his constituents happy by wasting their time and money. Of course, I had to pass along an example of how "The Donald" would look in drag.

Page Two: Yesterday's Coffee-Opinion: As we just begin to see our share of the never ending (seemingly) political ads leading up to the Ohio primary, it's important to note my vote is worth more than most of the other states you may hear about in the more un-populated states because of the "U.S. Electoral College" or if the state has a primary or a caucus to elect. If you don't know what that means, don't feel bad, many Americans don't either. Very simply, if "yo girl" Caitlin Jenner lived in Indiana and voted for her guy Ted Cruz and I voted for Clinton in Ohio my vote would mean more.

Page Three: The Sweet Transvestite from? Last week I was approached by a friend to play Frank-n-Furter from Rocky Horror Picture Show. After some serious thoughts, I finally came to the conclusion of why the hell not ? Have some fun. 

I'm sure I will have much more to pass along to you before the Halloween Ball comes about in early October. Which, ideally, gives me another chance to have more fun at a more conventional Halloween party.

Page Four: The Back Page: Well that's it for this Sunday kids. Time to get on with my day. As always thanks for stopping my the Condo!!!!

Love you all!!!

Just Being Me

This morning Liz and I made our way to one of our fave groups-the Cincinnati Creative Meetup folks. A bunch of them fancy themselves as writers (as I do) but even I have managed to scratch out a bit more work than most.

Momma Karma though normally puts one or both of us close to an interesting person, regardless of their past literary successes. Of course (like it or not) I am sort of an attraction because I am transgender. 

Today, the person who ended up sitting between us for coffee and breakfast was a veteran too and writing about her experiences as a cis woman vet.

Of course we went from where and when did we serve to and what sort of care were we getting from the the VA. It turned out I thought mine was better in Dayton than hers in Cincinnati, which is probably not unusual.

From there came the fun part when I told her I was invited to the women's vets Memorial Day Picnic in Dayton this year and was tearing up as I told her. Not as bad though as when I made the point about Caitlin Jenner backing Ted Cruz, the all time worst choice of the candidates to support any LGBTQ rights.

With that, an exciting day of grocery shopping awaited and no we didn't see our friendly heels and hose cross dresser at the market, this time I really want to talk to her!

Helllloooo!

Before we get started, I would like to send a big "write out" to Kristina Nicole from the "Big Apple" who reads Cyrsti's Condo and is originally from Queens, New York. 

In it's a "small Facebook world", Kristina is one of two friends adds I just happened into. The other girl is from Seattle, where Connie is from. I asked her if she knew Connie or her man "Mick" but she didn't. 

At other times Facebook is too damn big. I finally have got the inactives from my past and have established a fairly strict set of rules for me to befriend you. Then again, the rules aren't too bad. Don't be some sort of fetish freak, from some country I have never heard of and a troll and there you are. Plus, I tell you the truth, I struggle with understanding what Facebook can or can't do for me, but I'm surviving!

Now, back to Kristina, I don't think I have had the chance to tell her my lead provider's nurse at the Veteran's Administration is from Queens.

At my age, I can't help but marvel how far we have come from the rural party line phone we had. It was no party when Mom or Dad caught us listening in on a neighbor!