I'm sure that some non-trans woman reading this blog will sniff and say I'm getting my girl card punched way too easily.
Well, yesterday I mentioned that wearing a skirt felt so good I could feel my blood pressure drop, and it turns out that wasnt a figurative statement.
Well, today I didn't have to work, I didn't have Sam, and I didnt even have to pick up the ex, so I took full advantage and spent the day in a skirt. Ahh....
"Snapshots" is the word I use to describe most of my stories. When I get it right, I can invoke a mood, or an idea, but do it in as few words as I can manage.
well, after having a conversation with my mom, I feel a lot better about the car situation.
I am in serious crisis. my car's bumper finally fell off, and in a panic I went to my dealership and got talked into a new car, and honestly, its more a month than I think I can handle.
Well, there is a new story by me up, and I'm trying hard to not be nervous about how it will be received.
here is an interesting article on being trans:
Well, today I had an awesome day.
Well, I had a productive day off today. I cleaned my room, getting rid of 1 bag of garbage and 1 bag of clothes and accessories for goodwill.
My church made me cry today. They said they were going to hand out a small present to all the WOMEN in attendance, and gave out carnations.
Guess who got one?
That's how long I've been at this site, according to my profile.
So happy anniversary to me!
Gonna have a new story up shortly. Its.... well, you gonna have to read it, I dont think I want to spoil any surprises ......
I dont know when it started, but I found myself thinking about Kylie while I'm at work. I can picture her face, hear her voice, remember things we've said to each other, and its ....
Ever want something, almost crave it and have no idea why?
2 big moments happened in the last couple of days. First, on Saturday night one of my co-workers asked if I wanted to go with a group from work to the new Star Trek movie when it comes out.
Had a super great day at work last night, with no pain in my shoulders for the first time in 3 weeks. Yay!
I was reading Gwen's post about being horny post-op, and it seems like ironic timing. This afternoon I woke up rather ...
I'm about 3/4 of the way through "She's not there", and its a tough bit to read.
my copy of "She's not there" has arrived!
I'm reading, and I'm having a bookgasim!
I have been thinking a bit about dreams lately. I know that dreams may not tell you much about your past or your future, but I think they sort of point to where you are at the moment.
As some of you guys know by now, I talk to Jaci by phone or online at least once every day, and I think she missed her calling.
Today is not going to be a good day for me.
Well, thanks to Jaci being a big tattle-tale and telling you guys I was feeling grumpy, I got flooded with people ready to cheer me up.
Sniffle, I love you guys ....
Had an interesting conversation with my store's HR person last night, and she mentioned that when it was announced I was coming to the store, a few people came to her unsure how to address me as my tr
well, my cluster headaches have returned. See, just before I started transitioning, I started getting these mysterious pains in my face, centered on just below my right eye.
As my life seems to be heading in a positive direction, I face a strange fear - a fear of success.
well, last night, I was being left in charge of "zoning", which basically means making sure the shelves are clean, neat, and that the product is as close to the lip as possible.
Been thinking about my brother a lot the last couple of days. Because I'm the kind of person I am, I can put myself in his shoes a bit, and I dont look good from that angle.
Because it needs to be said:
To all the people who take the time to read this little blog, and especially those who take the time to comment, thank you.
I happened to catch on the radio the story of Rehtaeh Parsons, a young woman in Nova Scotia who was raped and had pictures of her rape shown around her school, and how she has committed suicide.
Had a nice meeting with my pastor yesterday. After talking for about an hour, she said she wanted me to hang onto 3 things:
First, surviving what I went through as a child shows that I'm strong,
I was talking with Kylie today, and she mentioned that she talks about me with just about everyone she knows - her therapist, her floor monitor, her friends - and when she does, she blushes.
It probably doesnt come as a shock to anybody who reads this blog that I dont handle stress terribly well.
Sometimes, I wish I was a better writer. I have good ideas, but not as good at getting them out.
It seems like the more comfortable with myself as a girl I become, the harder it is to have male bits.
Well, last night, my supervisor came by and told me she wanted me to motivate my fellow workers in finishing as fast as possible. I giggled, but she said she was serious, she wanted me to do this.
Well, last night, Jaci was talking to me, and she was trying out her "manly man" voice (and totally failing to sound at all like a guy, she sounds like a girl with a cold), when I started to ....
Well, you guys can thank Jaci (AKA Tels) that I'm still here. I woke this morning feeling completely numb. Nothing mattered, nothing had any meaning of any kind.
Well, last night, we had Easter dinner with the family, and my sister-in-law said some interesting things.
Hey, everybody! My church liked my poem so much, they published a link to it. Its on the Affirm! McDougall page on facebook.
Just got back from watching the movie "The Host". Its an awesome movie, I can really recommend it.
well, not a good night last night. Any night that ends with me being carted off on a stretcher has to be considered a pretty bad one, and that was the case last night.
Its my daughter's birthday today. She turns 13!
many of you may not be old enough to remember a TV mini-series called "Shogun".
Well, after church today, I was invited out for coffee with the pastor and a couple of the members of the church, and I got a chance to show them my poetry, and read to them "Dear God", and "A Psalm o
what a difference a night makes. the night before last I had missed a couple of things while working, and felt awful. Last night my supervisor complimented me on my work.
I finally had to admit to myself I'm scared to go further in my transition.
I've been working on a story, and would love it if someone could take a peek and see if its missing anything. Volunteers?
Okay, last night I had a pretty strange dream.