Yesterday was finally my first day out supposedly under “normal” conditions in other words, going to my oldest grandson’s graduation party.
Unfortunately, Liz wasn’t feeling well, so I made the nearly three hour round trip alone.
Once I arrived, my greeting was warm and inviting, even driving my daughter to tears. Other than that, not much else had changed. Her father in law ignored me when he wasn’t busy glaring at me. The grandkids were all nice including my rainbowed hair granddaughter who is on summer break from The Ohio State University. My son in law was pleasant but detached as always and his sister along with brother in law were busily getting drunk. (Sounds like a Christmas family dinner, right?}
Ironically, a year and half from the last time I saw everyone, very little had changed. Also my ex wife who is also the mother of my daughter was there along with her husband who recently suffered another stroke.
What I enjoy most is the acceptance I receive from the overwhelming majority of the group. As I was coming out and entering the feminine world, their backing was invaluable. I had years of toxic male behavior to make up for.
Of course I dressed to blend. I wore my “Memorial Day” stars and stripes smock top with a pair of leggings and tennis shoes.
The best part of the whole day was my daughter and I pledged to set up a girls breakfast get together with her, my grand daughter, Liz and I. She has time off coming from her job soon to make it happen.
With my colonoscopy behind me (no pun intended) it is now time to move on to more pleasant pursuits. By the way, the colon check came up with no major problems and a scheduled return trip in five years. I so fortunate now my heart, lung and colon tests have returned no problems.
Now I can get back to day to day life. Wednesday night I have a Transgender Day of Remembrance committee meeting at a well known coffee shop. I’m in good shape for the meeting for a change because I was instrumental in lining up two speakers, who in turn lined up another speaker. As I have mentioned before, the event is coming together well.
The weekend is turning out to be a busy one. Friday night we are going against the political grain and will be joining the former moderator/social director of the transgender – cross dresser group I am still part of. I have decided to pick and choose the most interesting sounding events from both groups and see what happens. I feel like neither side controls me so I am free to do what I want to do. Plus, if the truth be known, if I ruffle a few feathers, so be it. We will be going to a dinner and Halloween party.
Saturday, the football gods are with us again. The Ohio State Buckeyes play the very competitive Wisconsin Badgers at noon…which will give us time to go to a local Creole Restaurant I have been wanting to go to for quite a while. It is actually going to be a belated birthday dinner for me.
The weekend will wrap up of course on Sunday. Since the football Bengals are no wins and seven losses, we have no real desire to watch them anymore unless improvements are made. So, we have plenty ot time to run our errands.
So life is good.
Perhaps you remember the transgender woman I have called “The Moderator” here in Cyrsti’s Condo. She is the one who ran all of the transgender – cross dresser support group meetings I normally attend, as well as most of the trans socials.
For some reason I don’t know, she abruptly left the Crossport group this week. I would imagine sooner or later I will hear gossip why but I haven’t so far.
In the meantime (and very rapidly) the expelled member has started her own group. So far she is trying to mimic the well established first group by hosting two support group meetings a month, plus at least three socials.
So far, Liz and I have been invited to join the new group on Facebook, plus the first social this Saturday night. I am not sure what we are going to do yet.
On one hand, I wouldn’t mind going. On the other, I would like to have a few more details on what caused the split.
This Saturday is one of the rare days during the college football season which The Ohio State University Buckeyes aren’t playing. So, Liz and I have a open possible date night.
I still have a couple of days to figure it out and see what the original group does to schedule any of their regular socials.
No need to hurry!
Truthfully, I don’t think this city has a large enough base to support two groups which at least outwardly are so similar.
We will see what happens.
Yesterday was actually my 70th birthday. I thought I managed to keep it relatively undercover with just my partner Liz, daughter Andrea, and a few other friends knowing at all.
After choosing where I wanted to go for my birthday dinner out, we headed out. It was chilly enough for one of my lightweight sweaters and leggings.
As we went towards the restaurant I picked, even I figured out we were going the wrong way. I am still fairly new to driving around here and Liz knows all the short cuts, so I trusted her to get us there and I would soon be eating creole cooking soon,
No such luck. We seemingly drove forever before I figured out my birthday venue was going to be denied. I was more than a little upset as we entered this little off the beaten track brew pub. Then I realized I had been scammed. Sitting around a big table was my daughter, grand kids and son in law. I couldn’t believe they were able to trick me so completely. At least it was for a good cause.
The beer and food was good. Then came the gifts.
I was given a necklace with my daughter and I’s birthstone and the best present of them all…an T-shirt which said “Ohio State University Grandmother.” OK, I couldn’t help but cry. That simple shirt meant so much to me on so many levels.
Of course, my Granddaughter is a freshman at The Ohio State University (which I am a HUGE fan) and to have the word Grandmother attached was just too much to bear.
So all in all, I had a wonderful birthday. Even though it was a complete surprise!
Another fairly busy week is shaping up.
Tonight I have to find a downtown coffee shop for a Transgender Day of Remembrance event coming up in November. I have agreed to sit on the planning committee. If I can find the place and secure a close by parking place I will feel I am lucky, as I am still wearing this damn walking boot.
Thursday, is another social event for the Crossport transgender – crossdresser support group I am part of. We are trying out a new place, which is always exciting. With the weather the way it is (warm) I may decide to wear one of my long summer sleeveless maxi dresses. It will be very stylish with my boot! 🙂
Saturday is another The Ohio State University game to watch, it’s the last “tune-up” game before tangling with Nebraska next week. After the football game, Liz and I are supposed to meet a few other friends for dinner.
Of course, none of this includes the regular weekend errands we have to do. So I am sure something else will come up to do.
This weekend has been a return to the abstract called normalcy. Liz and I went back to doing the usual routine on Saturday.
Since The Ohio State Buckeyes played a noon game, the early part of our day was taking four hours to watch the Buckeyes take their football frustrations out on the Indiana Hoosiers.
To make up for all the fun, this week we added a fun trip to our storage shed to look for a few much needed old documents.
From there we went to a couple of stores with me still wearing my boot (for my fractured ankle) which I am very tired of. I am expecting a call from the VA to look at my ankle again this week.
Through all of this, I marvel at the opportunity I have been given to live this transgender life I lead. Looking back, I remember the days when I felt intense pressure just walking into a store as my feminine self.
Now I worry about how my boot will affect how I walk.
After a brief break for Labor Day on Monday, life kicks back into high gear again.
Tonight is my vote (or the board’s vote) on my application to fill a vacated board post on the transgender – cross dresser support group I am part of. I am running against someone else, so there is no guarantee I will get it. I am experienced in sitting on volunteer boards for ten years or more during my life, so I am qualified. Basically, I am putting myself up for extra hassle because Liz wants me to do something to get out of the house more. So in reality (since I am retired) I do have have more time to give. The one thing which could go against me is a Facebook interaction I had Saturday night with another transgender woman about an ultra right wing bigoted cross dresser who had jumped into the conversation. It’s complicated enough for a whole post but making a long story short, I hurt a couple of cross dressers’ feelings during the interaction. One of which sits on the board.
One way or another it won’t be the end of the world.
Wednesday’s appointment is much more important. I am having my third (and hopefully final) heart exam. It’s an ultra sound on my heart. The first two tests went OK on my heart, so hopefully this one will too.
Thursday, I head back up to Dayton, Ohio for two more appointments. I have to have more blood taken for a hematology test and also see the doctor who prescribes all my Bi-Polar meds.
Friday, I finish the week with another trip to Dayton to see my therapist. At least this time, we will have plenty to talk about!
Oh, and I forgot, Friday night is another one of the cross dresser – transgender socials Liz and I go to.
Plus, the weekend brings an interesting regional college football game. The local Cincinnati Bearcat team is playing The Ohio State Buckeyes. It is a must watch game.
So far, I think that is it!