Friday, August 31, 2018

A last day as Marian before a long weekend.

We finally have a break from the hot weather that's been plaguing us lately, and I want to enjoy my last day out as Marian before the long weekend begins. It would be nice if GFJ were comfortable with me as Marian in person. But I can live with her discomfort, as long as she and I have our arrangements that make our relationship work.

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I was glad that I scheduled the doctor's appointment for yesterday and not today.  Going to game night usually has me sucking down a lot of soda and snacking on junk food that is bad for me.  By scheduling the appointment before my weekly assault on my blood pressure and my waistline, the doctor made a minor tweak to my prescription - which will likely help things work a little better for me.

Even though I was awake before noon today, I didn't want to bother getting showered, dressed, etc. in order to go out.  At least, not at first. The weather didn't look that great, and I wasn't in the mood to make an effort to do much of anything. (Doesn't that sound so familiar these days?)  

A quick volunteer stint and a night playing games.

Sooner or later, I'll return to getting up early in the morning.  Until then, I'll catch up on my sleep and hope for the best. And this leads me to today's entry....

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I've been waking up very late in the morning lately, and today was no exception. By the time I got moving, it was a little bit after noon.  So I decided to complete my draft entry which is meant to sketch out a case for Trump and the GOP hierarchy being owned by Russia, and why I believe this to be the case. Once I was done with this entry, I got showered and dressed, and out the door to the GLBT center.  And I got there "late as usual", but was able to get a lot done - all of it being a mindless task.

The GLBT center had been holding a memoir writing class for people in the GLBT community. 5 out of the 6 writers had no problem with his/her name being published. However, the 1 transgender writer wanted to remain anonymous. Unfortunately, the center didn't know this when the stories were printed.  So I spent my time there whiting out the author's name wherever it appeared in the publication, to help keep people from knowing his/her name.  (When the subject involves being transgender or cross dressing, it's easy to understand why a person wants to stay in the closet.)  And I enjoyed this mindless task.

Next, it was back home to pick up the apple pie that I was going to bring to game night. And on my landing were the two dresses I ordered from Target.  So after a bite to eat, I changed into the red dress and went to game night.

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Both GFJ and the Cat Lady are going to be away this weekend.  And I tried to call GFJ on the ride to Yonkers before she went to sleep.  She didn't pick up the phone.  Then I got a call back from Lili, and she wanted to find out whether I was interested in applying for a cruise cabin update. I said if the amount the cruise line wanted was a "per week" fee, I'd say "yes".  But if it were a "per day" fee, then it wasn't worth the money. She was going to call the cruise line. Since I didn't hear back from her, I doubt she got the deal.  Next was a call to the Cat Lady.  As expected, I had a hard time getting a thought in, and I was glad I could limit this call to 15 minutes, using the excuse of game night.

Game night went well.  I won half of the games that I played. However, one game was aborted when L spilled water over several playing cards, and it was a good enough excuse to switch to a new game.  (L was having a shitty day, and I hope that things get better for her soon.)  Towards the end of the evening, GFJ texted me to tell me that she was going to bed.  Since I was closing things up at game night when she texted, I called her once I got in my car.  And she kept me company until I pulled into the gas station to do a "full tank" fill up. (My "low fuel" idiot light went on during the ride home.)  Luckily, I had enough gas to reach Croton - and with that, I ended my call with GFJ, and effectively ended my night.

Thursday, August 30, 2018

Dinner with my Wednesday night Meetup group.

As usual, I got up late in the morning, and lollygagged around the apartment all day.  The only things I wanted to do other than attending the meetup were to either go up to Catherine's to do some window shopping, or to stop at Walmart to replace some light foundation underwear that was starting to wear out.  Not much to do, and a lot of time to do it.  What do you think I did?

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I didn't get moving until a little after noon, and I decided to take it easy and watch some old movies. When 4 pm came around, I started getting ready to take a shower - but didn't get in the shower until a little after 5 pm. By the time I was ready, it was a little before 6 pm, and I drove directly to the meetup.

On the way to Fishkill, I noticed that one of my favorite gas stations has changed its branding. So I'll have to carry that card to get the low prices I'm accustomed to getting at that station. By the time I reached Fishkill, I had a half hour to kill. And I pulled into Walmart to do some shopping to see if they have the snug panties I wear that help me to keep something I tuck well in place.  (This T-Gal doesn't want anything to be popping up at the wrong time when presenting as a female.)  As soon as I parked the car, my brother called. And this call killed the 15 minutes I was planning on shopping at Walmart. As a result, I abandoned this trip to Walmart and drove to the meetup.

Lili took her own car to tonight's meetup. And I was glad about this, as I wouldn't have any time constraints when leaving the restaurant. I sat down at the first table of 8, while Lili sat down at the second table of 8. It took a while for our group to be served, as the restaurant was understaffed.  (What do you expect on a Wednesday night, when the meetup doubles the number of paying customers?)  By the time we were finished, it was almost 9 pm. Instead of trying to be cheap and tipping only my usual percentage (which is generous), I figured that the staff (I assume tips are pooled here, as in many restaurants) deserved a little bit more of a tip for work over and above the call of duty. And I ended up giving the waiter an extra couple of dollars, instead of looking for change back from the $30 I gave them.

On the way home, I spoke with GFJ on my way to the Mohegan Lake Walmart.  She's about to get ready for her trip to Baltimore to see her sons. And this means that she'll be waking up at 5 am (for the Handyman's arrival). So she ended up wishing me a good night when I got there.  Upon arrival, I looked for the underwear I like to wear. Again, I didn't find what I wanted. I ended up picking a lot of useful stuff (such as scrubbing pads for the bathroom), then headed to the supermarket.  While there, Lili called - and all was right with the world.

When I got home, I loaded up the fridge with the stuff from Stop and Shop. But I forgot the leftovers from the restaurant.  So it was back on with the wig, and out the door one last time for the day.  Luckily, I didn't leave the leftovers in the car overnight, as I'd hate to toss away decayed remnants of a good meal that could have been eaten for lunch had I remembered things in time....

Wednesday, August 29, 2018

A co-op board meeting was the only reason for me to get out of bed....

When I woke up this morning, I had nothing to do. And I did just that for most of the day.  However, I did continue writing a thought piece I've been working on in regard to today's politics, and will work on that from time to time until it's ready to be published here and under my non-transgender id. The only thing that would interrupt me from this would be the co-op board meeting I had scheduled for 5 pm, and that was the high point of my day....

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I arrived early for the board meeting and decided to run out and pick up a bottle of iced tea to drink during what should have been a short meeting.  And then the meeting started.  The most pleasurable part of the meeting were two applicant interviews, as we got to meet nice people who wanted to live in our complex. And then the "fun" began.  We had to resolve an issue that has been festering for months, and I stepped out of the way, not making comments, so this issue could be resolved by next month. After this, we discussed another issue that has been on our plate even longer, and we made a decision which I hope leads to its resolution. At this point, we were brought up to date on an issue which only cements our opinion that we need to replace a current vendor.  (Please note that I've said a lot that co-op board members may object to. But I don't think I've said anything that reveals anything to a casual reader of this blog. So I figure that I'm safe referring to these issues this way for now.)  After the meeting, HWV and I chatted about many things - board related and otherwise. And it looks like we'll be going to one of the 20 at 20 performances sometime next month....

GFJ tried to reach me during the co-op board meeting.  By the time I was free (9 pm), she may have already gone to sleep because her handyman will be arriving at 6 am tomorrow morning.  The Cat Lady and I continued our text message conversation well after 10 pm, and this was pleasantly distracting....

Tuesday, August 28, 2018

Quickie: A short weekend with GFJ and a dinner with the Cat Lady

Lately, GFJ has been unable to come down on Friday nights, as she had to be at her house to open the doors for the handyman who has been working on her house. I expect this to continue into the Winter, as I will again be going to Mercy College on Saturday mornings for transgender speech therapy sessions.  This will leave Friday night free for me to see the Cat Lady when we're both available.

What did the above have to do with this weekend?  Well, I was able to spend time with GFJ and with the Cat Lady....

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As has been usual as of late, GFJ had to be at her house on Saturday for the handyman to get things done.  And if I had known exactly when she'd have come down, I could have spent the better part of the day as Marian and done some shopping.  Instead, I lollygagged around the house, then got showered and dressed as Mario before she arrived at 8:30 pm. 
After a quick dinner at the diner and a little drive, we retired for the night. And there wasn't much to say about the next day either, save for that it wasn't worth the effort to get dressed and go outside.

Monday came, and GFJ left for work at 7 am.  Both of us were dead tired, as neither of us got much sleep.  However, I was able to rest until the Cat Lady (TCL) called around noon. We agreed to get together for dinner only, and not explore a park as she thought of doing last week. So, I started moseying over there around 5:30 pm.

While on the road, my dad called to chat for a while.  He didn't have much to say, nor did I.  It ended up being a short call, but I now knew my dad's phone was working.  I arrived at TCL's house around 6:30, and we went to a German restaurant on our go-to list. Dinner was good, and we shared a dessert.  We could have talked longer, but it was time to get home. When we arrived at TCL's house, she couldn't find her keys. Luckily, she had hidden a spare key nearby, and found her house keys inside her house.  We chatted for a few more minutes, and then I had to go.

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GFJ messaged me while I was out.  But it was too late to call her back.  Not to worry, we'll chat sometime tomorrow before the co-op board meeting.  When I arrived home, I texted TCL to tell her that I arrived safely.  And she texted me something in return about Marian's nails.

Thought of something -you might want to consider doing - squared nails , not rounded to an almost point which is more suited to both men and women and shorter (thinking of you seeing dad and brother). With nail polish on it's not that noticeable if nails are short (which mine usually are so I don't hear click click on the keyboard). Just a thought to make switching easier.

I'll have to ask her more about this.  Does she think that I should keep them long enough to have a subtle French Manicure?  Maybe when she gets back from her daughter's place in Virginia we can discuss this further.  One thing I know - I'll be polishing my nails and keeping them polished until next Wednesday night.  (I have a doctor's appointment on Thursday morning.)  It'll be nice to have them shine for a full week!

Monday, August 27, 2018

Quickie: The one thing that bumped Trump off the news

The above is a picture of Aretha Franklin at her first recording session. As I started writing this entry, all the major news stations were interrupting their regular patter to report her death. Even an alien from another planet would know that she was important, as she was one of the few people who could and did push Donald Trump off the air for a few hours while the newscasters processed her death for the unwashed masses. Growing up, there were two sets of "3 R's".  One was: "Reading, 'Riting, and 'Rithmatic." The other, and more influential was: "Rock, Rhythm, and 'Retha".  Given a choice, I'd rather be listening to newscasters talk about Aretha's career than to listening to them discuss Trump's latest assaults on democracy.

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Aretha's recordings always seemed to be on the radio when I was young. To use an expression, she has one hell of a set of lungs.  Hearing her belt out "Natural Woman" was always a pleasure. And she "stole" Otis Redding's "Respect", making it hers for all time. But I'll always remember her for singing the Burt Bacharach / Hal David songbook.  This is the music I grew up with, and wish had stayed in style.

When I drive around these days, I usually listen to Pandora in my car. Most of the time, you'll hear "British Invasion", "50's Pop", "Big Band Music" or "The Blues" coming through my car's speakers. But my musical tastes are more subtle and varied than these labels make it seem. And soon, I will likely add a new channel to focus on Aretha's style, as I did for Lesley Gore and Candye Kane.

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Music has always been an important part of my life. And yet, I can not play a musical instrument.  The Cat Lady (TCL) has rightfully noted that I could always take the time to learn one now, given that I am unemployed. But I find no interest in learning skills in that area - at least, not right now. Yet, this is an option I may revisit in the future. And I hope that if I do so, that learning this new skill will keep me from paying attention to the bad news now coming from the TV, Radio, and Internet.

Sunday, August 26, 2018

Quickie: It wasn't a day worth doing much, so....

No, my living quarters are far from being this sparse. And they are much more comfortable and private.  So I'm usually content to enjoy what I have, except when I'm enjoying something nicer somewhere else....

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I had a choice when I got up.  Do I want to go to a meetup exploring the Pepsi Sculpture Gardens? Or, do I want to go back to sleep and relax for the rest of the morning?  Given that I couldn't even get tired until 4 am, you could guess what I did.

Not getting up and out in the morning left the rest of the day to either do some chores, or to relax. And I chose relaxation, as GFJ would likely be coming here around 5-6 pm.  Even with the time to relax, I still had things to do, such as removing the nail polish I had on for the better part of a week. Sadly, this meant that I will not be out and about as Marian until the middle of next week. Of course, this gave me time to take care of several loads of laundry.  And I decided not to start them until late in the afternoon, as I didn't want to switch into Mario mode any earlier than I had to do.

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Sometimes, a change into Mario does some good.  For example, GFJ knows about Marian, but only wants to see Mario in person.  The Cat Lady prefers to see Mario, and I'll be able to present this way on Monday when I expect to see her.  And, I've told my co-op board that I'll always present there as Mario until I'm in Marian mode 24x7.

There are so many people and places that I have to deal with only in Mario mode.  Going for car maintenance is one of them. This is where being Mario is an asset - the mechanics assume that I know what they are talking about - even when I don't.  A woman in my position would need to be like Marissa Tomei's character in "My Cousin Vinny" to get even half the respect that I get as a male.  And this is wrong.

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As much as I want to be with GFJ, then have dinner with the Cat Lady next week, I still want to be Marian.  You figure it out - I just accept what is....

PS: In regard to the scene in My Cousin Vinny, this link from will explain why she's a perfect example of an "expert Witness".

Saturday, August 25, 2018

It's not Friday the 13th....

The above is a comic drawing of the Katzenjammer kids.  It's amazing what they could get away in newspapers with when foreign language terms are used, as "Katzenjammer" is a reference to the sounds cats make when copulating.

What, you may ask, does this reference have to do with today?  The answer is simple.  Now that we've had our day of grief for Aretha Franklin, things related to Trump, his election campaign, and his presidency are again at the top of the news.  And the above cartoon gives me a little hope that America will wake up to what's going on and deal with it in an unexpected manner.

However, this blog is not about politics. It is about my life as a Transgender person. And sometimes, it's simply refreshing to see that bad boys get their just desserts.

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When I woke up, I received an email from the Cat Lady. And though it was about little things, she asked whether we had scheduled something for this week.  We hadn't, but one could have expected that we would have done so.  So I made sure to respond that Monday next week would be a perfect day to get together, as I'll be busy most of next week and that she's going to see her daughter late in the week.

Once I really got moving, I had to make a decision.  Do I get dressed and do a little bit of shopping over at Catherine's?  There is a credit for $40 on my credit card, as it was paid twice.  Or, do I relax before going to a meetup in Yonkers to spend a free (as in cost) night at the museum?  (I'm going to the meetup. The question refers to how much I do before the meetup.)  If I went shopping, I could also check the Target stores for those summer dresses I was interested in while out on the road.  Lazy bones that this T-Gal is, I ended up choosing to relax before going to the meetup.

The listing for the meetup was a little confusing.  The hostess (who couldn't attend) said that free admission to the museum and planetarium started at 5, but that people were to meet at the front desk at 6.  I drove in front of the museum, and saw no activity. So I figured that I'd park next to a car with two ladies in the almost empty parking lot,and wait until I saw some activity.  When the two ladies decided to leave their car, I asked if they were from the meetup - and they said yes. And with that, I locked my car, and joined them as they entered the museum.

For the better part of an hour, we were the only ones from the meetup group at the museum. And then others began to join is.  It was a nice group which would have had a great time had we gone out for dinner. Shortly before 7, we got on line for the planetarium, and relaxed for an hour while the museum staffer talked about the stars. The woman sitting next to me said that the wine, the comfortable seat, and the dark sky was lulling her to sleep. And I said that she was not the only one heading for the "Land of Nod."  As the planetarium show ended, I had a choice to make - do I rush out and try to make it to Paramus to shop at Catherine's? Or, do I stay in Westchester, and make a run to Stew Leonard's to pick up some food stuffs.  Stew's won out.  So I called GFJ and chatted for a while, finding out whether it would be a problem for me to attend another meetup at the Pepsico sculpture gardens on Saturday morning as Marian before she arrived. No problem. So I reserved a spot at tomorrow's meetup.

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On the way home from Stew's, I chatted with the Cat Lady about many things.  And then the heavens opened up.  The rain hitting my car made so loud a noise that she had trouble hearing me.  But it looks like we may be able to go for dinner on Monday - and I like that.

Friday, August 24, 2018

Another Thursday, another Game Night

It's Thursday again, and time for another round of games.  My usual volunteer stint has been postponed, and I had nothing on the docket save for game night.  GFJ had the closing on a building she and the Wasband were selling, and Lili had a touch of "seller's remorse" regarding her ex-boyfriend.  All in all, it's a typical Thursday for me.

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As usual, I didn't get to sleep until 3 am or so, and didn't fully regain consciousness until noon.  Sometime late in the morning, I heard that Aretha Franklin had died, and this made watching TV more bearable, as they stopped talking about Trump and his sabotaging of American social and governmental institutions. Given a choice between hearing about a great musical performer who has died and hearing about a traitor, I'll listen to people say good things about a great woman.  Aretha was great in many more ways than would be obvious to the casual observer.

When I regained full consciousness, I knew that I wanted to postpone my regularly scheduled doctor's appointment from tomorrow to two weeks from now. This way, I have one more day this week that I can fully spend in Marian mode and not change back to Mario. Once I did this, I still squandered most of the day watching TV before getting showered, shaved, made up and dressed to go play games. I had my first conversation with GFJ for the day while I was getting ready to go out, and she told me that the closing on the building went off with only a minor glitch - she left her ID in the office, and that the lawyers and the buyer affirmed that she was one of the two people selling the property.

After finishing with GFJ, I decided to nuke the leftovers from last night's dinner.  Of course, Lili's dinner and my dinner got mixed up.  Both of us looked at the plates last night and saw nothing wrong.  We should have marked our containers properly before going home.  It also didn't help that Lili put her container and my container together, making it even more likely that one of us would get confused and take the wrong dinner home.  I noticed this had happened before I went out, and Lili told me that she noticed this while I was driving to Yonkers.

Unfortunately, I got to game night late and wasn't able to get into any of the games.  That wasn't as bad as it seemed, as I liked being in the company of people.  And once L got there, we were able to have a conversation that we couldn't have had if I had been playing a game. Later on, D and A joined in, and it was nice to have some girl talk while the boys were in the other room.

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On the way home, I talked to GFJ again, as game night ended early.  It was nice to have an unrushed chat with her on the way home, and it was nice to hear her voice again after a long day doing mostly nothing....

Thursday, August 23, 2018

Did I really want to do anything today?

Today was a day that I could have easily spent in bed.  Other than going to a meetup at a pizzeria, there was nothing much on my plate for the day.  However, Lili decided to sign up for this meetup, and I couldn't back out of it and do something more pleasurable.

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When Lili called me this morning, I must have given her the wrong time to meet.  I thought we were going to meet at 6:00 to reach Beacon for a 7:00 dinner, and she thought I said 6:30.  So I was blissfully unaware that our schedules were not in sync until I was driving to meet her at a local supermarket later in the day.

For most of the day, I spent my hours the way I usually do - watching television.  There are a couple of summer dresses at Target that I'll likely buy soon, as they are on clearance, and will be out of stock in the near future.

As you can see, these dresses are for wearing only during the summer.  But with about a month left of warm weather ahead of us, they will get some use this year, and some more use next year - assuming that I'm still in my current size range.  And if I'm not, I know that an average seamstress should be able to take them in and have these dresses fit me if I shrink to a size 24 from a size 28.

There are two more versions of this basic dress. One of them was in a shade of yellow, and the other was a floral.  Neither would likely look good on me, so I won't picture them here. And I'm glad that they were sold out, as I wouldn't want Lili saying I should buy them.

If I were to mention these dresses to the Cat Lady, she'd likely ask me "Why are you spending this money now?" And I'd answer just as seriously, "Because I expect to feel nice and look pretty when wearing these dresses."

I'd have liked to have driven to one of the Target stores which these dresses are supposedly in stock.  However, when I got moving as late as I did, dress shopping was out of the question for the day. And this was just as well. The longer I delay buying something, the more I know whether the desire to buy something is just a passing fancy or not.

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Lili and I got on the phone at 5:30, and I found out that we had miscommunicated.  Since I don't know whether I said to meet before 6:00 or at 6:30, and I didn't care.  All I wanted to know was how much time it would take for Lili to get ready.  And we miscommunicated again, this time in language tone.  I'm lucky we know each other well, as we don't take these issues as major disasters.

Before I went to the supermarket's parking lot to wait for Lili, I picked up a bite to eat. (I was hungry and needed to kill the hunger pangs.) If I had known that Lili was just as hungry as I was, I'd have picked up a small burger for her as well. Luckily, Lili reached me at 6:20 - and we barely made it on time to the meetup.

There were only 3  of us there, a 68 y/o widower, Lili and myself. And the hostess was a smidgen late.  None of us were happy with the menu at the place we were going to eat. So we decided to eat at another Italian joint on the other side of town. On our way there, we saw the hostess and told her where we were going.  So the 4 of us ate in a nicer place and spent less money doing so.  Lili was very happy!  I was very happy to be seen as 1 of 3 women having dinner with 1 man. And I expect that we'll be eating at this place again soon.

While at dinner, the hostess received a call from someone.  If she didn't mention where the guy came from (somewhere in the Mid West) and where he's moving (somewhere in Arkansas), one would swear that the story of the person on the other end of the line was that of the Wasband. All Lili or I could do was keep our mouths shut. She (Lili) would have a hard time relating GFJ's story without misgendering me, and I would have had a hard time keeping things straight as well.

On the way home, Lili and I chatted some more.  She wants to go back for more meetups. But I won't be adding her as a plus one.  Instead, I'll ask that she register herself for these meetups, as I may not want to go to them all....

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Shortly after dropping Lili off at her car, I went into the supermarket to buy some things to stock my larder. And while there, GFJ called.  I couldn't talk much, so I called her back when I got to the car.  She's still up to her eyeballs taking care of things for the sale of some property, and the "Wasband" isn't helping much.  Hopefully, tomorrow's closing will go smoothly, as she needs to be rid of all connections to this man ASAP.

Wednesday, August 22, 2018

My ex-boss and an out of sync prescription

I don't smoke "funny" cigarettes. But if I did.....

To many people, Marijuana is still considered an "evil weed".  They are stuck believing the propaganda that was put out from the 1930's to the 1960's.  Since then, we've learned that Medicinal Cannabis has many legitimate uses, and that Recreational Cannabis is not addicting to most people. And yet, the Federal government keeps this substance on the "Class 1" list, claiming that there is no legitimate use for the substance.  Could it be that the IRS is collecting extra revenue from cannabis businesses, as they are not allowed to deduct legitimate business expenses from their taxable revenue? Hmmmm.....

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Since I didn't get enough sleep last night, waking up this morning was a little hard for me.  Thankfully, I had alarms ringing on two of my electronic devices.  So I was able to get up and out the door (as Mario) to see my Ex-Boss in West Nyack for lunch.  (I wasn't really in the mood to do much talking today, but I wasn't going to let this get in the way of getting out and about.)  He always orders the diet sandwich, while I order the bacon cheeseburger.  Today, the bacon cheeseburger tasted better than usual - and I think it was the bacon that was responsible.  Normally, we could talk a little longer, but with me being tired, we ended lunch after an hour and a half - and I drove home to rest.

Before going home, I stopped off at the drug store to pick up some pills.  My doc has me on 2 medications - but 4 are on file with the pharmacy.  This meant that I had to straighten things out to allow me pick up the 2 active prescriptions at the same time.  My insurance company would only pay for the second active prescription if I waited a few days.  But this would cause me problems with the first prescription. So I asked the pharmacist how much the second prescription would cost if I paid the full price myself.  She rarely heard someone asking to do this, but she found out that it would only cost $2 more than if I had waited those few days.  As a result of all of this, I paid the extra $2, and now both prescriptions come due at the same time and I will have no problems getting them filled before I go on the cruise with Lili later this year.

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Later on, I chatted with GFJ.  She's still up to her eyeballs with work.  It didn't help that half of the power went out at her office.  (To avoid a long winded explanation, I'll say that the building is serviced with two feeds, and this allowed the building to have air conditioning and running water while the lights in the building were out. While it was dry down here, it was wet in her area of the Catskills.)  She'll be working late, doing the billing for her company, setting up the financial settlement for the sale of the building she's in, and other assorted tasks that need to get done ASAP.

Next was a phone call with my brother.  We quickly discussed how we'll handle the money from next month's rent, most of it going to taxes, physical maintenance, and other miscellaneous expenses. And only then did I chat with the Cat Lady (TCL). I think she's preoccupied by my attending meetups as Marian. But as long as it's not the dominant part of our conversations, I don't mind.  I just don't want her trying to play semi-pro shrink with me.

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Tomorrow, I have a meetup to go to in Beacon.  Lili will be joining me, as she registered for the meetup on her own.  Let's see if she has a better feel for this group this week....

Tuesday, August 21, 2018

A Monday spent as Marian. If only I could find my reading glasses.

GFJ left for home today, and I can't find my reading glasses. It's not that big of a deal - I usually buy cheap reading glasses, and I'd bet that they fell into one of the "cracks" in my bedroom. But it is typical of the things that have gone on in my life lately - nothing that causes me much grief, but little things that are only mild annoyances.

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Neither GFJ nor I got much sleep last night, and she had to get out the door by 7 am to make it to work on time.  She still has a lot to do before the office building that she and the "Wasband" owns is formally transferred to its new owner on Thursday.  Couple this with work for the business (which itself will be liquidated soon) and work being done on her house (which also has to be sold soon), and she is up to her eyeballs in things that have to be done ASAP. So we had a brief kiss before she left, and I unsuccessfully tried to go back to sleep for 2-3 hours before getting ready to make phone calls for Arts Westchester.

For the most part, I was semiconscious for the next 3 hours - until the alarm reminded me that I had to get up and ready for this afternoon.  When I was finally ready, the heavens were about to open up, and I had made the mistake of wearing sandals.  Luckily, I had a worn out pair of Mary Janes in the car, so I headed to the Kwik-E-Mart down the hill and across the road to pick up some iced tea that I could suck down while making phone calls. And it was there that I changed into those shoes which I wish I could replace or repair at a reasonable cost.

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As expected, the heavens opened up while I was driving to Arts Westchester (AW).  And with this much rain coming down, I decided to take my time - which was the best thing I could have done.  Several times on my drive, I encountered people who were in a rush to get to where they were going quickly, and were willing to cut off other drivers on the rainy road to do so. But I made it to White Plains safely, and I walked from the parking lot to AW's building when things cleared up a little.

Next, it was on to the telephone to contact previous donors. Most of the people I tried to contact were not available. But one of these people referred to me by the dreaded "S" word - and apologized when I said my name was Marian.  (I'll have to remember to use my name in introductions to cue recipients of phone calls that I am female.) Later, I had the chance to chat with the lady running the Arts Ambassador program.  She was impressed with my way of thinking, and would like to chat again soon.  She also volunteered to keep an eye open if any part time positions open up in organizations she deals with.  Maybe, just maybe, I can get work as Marian!!!

On the way home, I made it a point to stop by Walmart for some stuff which I could use to fix my worn out shoes.  (No, it's not a real fix.  It's just enough that I won't feel uncomfortable if I have to walk in them for a few minutes.)  And on my way across the street from Target's parking lot, I found out that the White Plains Walmart had closed.  I guess that their stores can't survive with robust competition nearby.  So I ended up going to Mohegan Lake to pick up the items I needed, then went home before the heavens opened up again.

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When I got home, I fixed my shoes - and they will be just good enough to walk in them in a pinch and maybe be comfortable in them.  But I wouldn't wear them in anything except for a 'knock-around' capacity.  Hopefully, I can find something similar to them soon....

Monday, August 20, 2018

Social Dysfunction - and how it affects us on a micro level.

As I've mentioned in other blog entries, I feel that Donald Trump and his followers are a danger to this country.  I have included the bulk of an email that the Cat Lady's (TCL's) "friend" sent to her and the email conversation we had about her ultra religious friend and her friend's view of the world.  However, I won't go into the details of this friend's life or discuss her family situation. I agree with TCL that her friend is a little off the deep end, and to discuss the details may prejudice what you're about to read beyond what you might rationally expect....

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TCL's "Friend":

I am sending you this because if you only watch mainstream media, it’s possible you might not be aware of what is going on with the media.

This briefly describes the problem. It is VERY serious. Freedom of religion and freedom of speech might be abolished if this continues. It is already in the beginning stages. The deep state is terrified because more and more people are becoming aware of the deep-rooted corruption within our government. Some really evil people in BOTH parties. This is not just restricted to the democrats.

I have spent much time doing a lot of research about this. The only mainstream media that is covering this is FOX NEWS with “some” of their host, not all. That is why the left hates FOX. So much has already been uncovered and there is going to be much more.

I have always believed that it is God’s will that Trump be president in order to expose the corruption to the American people and go about to fix it. Is Trump a flawless man? No. But is any human being on the face of this earth flawless? No. However, so much of what the left accuse him of is wildly exaggerated or simply not true.

God can use who he chooses. Just look at King David who was an ancestor of Jesus. David committed adulatory with Bathsheba and even is guilty of murder because he arranged for her husband to be in the frontlines of a battle fully expecting him to be killed. Yet, God said that David was a man after his own heart. How can that be? Because David repented deeply.

Anyway, The deep state is promoting a hate festival toward Trump because they are terrified about themselves being exposed. They need to distract from themselves. Are you aware that Trump released most of the classified JFK assassination records? If you read them you will see that the CIA has been lying to the American people for years! Take a look for yourself. And remember, one of JFK’s plans was to break apart the military/industrial complex into a “thousand pieces”. It was probably for this reason he was assassinated. He saw what was going on and wanted to fix it. And he was killed. Trump is in very great danger because he is attempting to do what JFK tried to do. Anyway, I could go on and on, but I won’t right now. EVERYONE in this country should be terrified of the Nazi-like book burning that is going on.

Our country is in its greatest danger, possibly, that it has ever been.

Attached document from TCL's "friend":

Stop the book banners, news controllers
Urgent appeal from WND's Joseph Farah
By Joseph Farah

Rep. Keith Ellison, D.-Minn., is the deputy chairman of the Democratic National Committee, ostensibly the No. 1 person in the party nationally and a candidate for governor of his state.

Last week he called on to ban the sale of books by all authors associated with “hate groups” as defined by the extremist left-wing wackos at the Southern Poverty Law Center.

While his letter to Jeff Bezos, the founder of the world's largest online retailer, was later scrubbed from Ellison’s own website, it was hardly an idle threat, since Amazon already partners with the SPLC, as do Google, YouTube, Facebook and Twitter, as “expert” consultants for determining which organizations and individuals are guilty of “hate speech.”

Also last week, Facebook put on a dog-and-pony show for the entertainment media in Beverly Hills to unveil its new video platform. Top execs were there to answer questions from the press, but the reporters weren’t as interested in the new video platform as they were in why Facebook was not completely banning certain media from the largest social media enterprise in the world.

First, they mentioned Alex Jones’ Infowars, which the Facebook execs admitted stifling, if not outright banning. Then, just like that, a reporter demanded to know why Fox News, the No. 1 cable TV news channel in America, was permitted on Facebook. When the execs dodged the question for "lack of time," other reporters demanded: “Answer the question!” and “We’ll give you more time!”

It’s worth noting that Infowars videos have already been dropped by YouTube, a wholly owned subsidiary of Google. It’s also worth noting that the No. 1 search engine in the world admits using its algorithms to give preference to news sources like the New York Times, Washington Post, CNN, ABC, CBS, NBC and Huffington Post at the expense of independent media, thereby throttling the reach of news sources with a more centrist or right-leaning perspective.

While so-called “progressives” like to think of themselves as defenders of the First Amendment’s guarantees of free speech, the free press and freedom of religion, it is simply no longer the case. In fact, we are approaching a very dangerous time in America, in which the left-wing book burners and news controllers are in positions of influence – within government and within the boardrooms of tremendous corporate power. They are already controlling the news through what I call the “Internet Cartel” – the five anti-American corporate tech giants Google, Facebook, YouTube, Twitter and Amazon.

As I’ve been telling you since January, these monopolistic, ideological totalitarians are transforming America’s foundational “first freedom” of an open society into an Orwellian nightmare world in which independent media and publishers face overwhelming disadvantages and a grossly un-level playing field in the arena of news and commentary.

Something must be done – soon. There have been a few congressional hearings. Most people, if they are really paying attention, know what’s going on. But those who get their news and information from the Internet Cartel’s favored sources are completely in the dark. And that’s the goal – to control news and information by favoring only those companies with the stamp of approval of the SPLC hate-mongers. Don’t think the Fox News alternative will be No. 1 for long if this trend continues.

I know something personally about this war on free expression as the founder of the very first independent online news organization in the world 21 years ago. I started WND because the Internet offered a more level playing field. Indeed, WND thrived and grew for nearly all that time. But all that changed after the 2016 election – one strongly impacted by the ever-growing influence of independent media. Since then, the "progressive" media blessed with the Internet Cartel’s preferential algorithms, and advantaged by the blacklisting of independent media competitors by their partners in the SPLC, have been at war with Trump and anyone in the press who didn’t join in that political hate-fest.

WND and the rest of the independent media are feeling the heat from the Internet Cartel, which controls traffic, revenue, search power, hosting and distribution of news and information through social media, not to mention retail sales of all books.

It’s a scary time of rapidly shrinking traffic and revenues. WND, for instance, has seen drops in revenue from more than $10 million in 2016 to $6 million last year to perhaps as little as $4 million in 2018.

This is unsustainable, of course. And that’s what the Internet Cartel knows and is aiming for – the extinction of honest, courageous voices of dissent and debate, which they think of as “hate speech.”

There is only one way out for WND – support from users. We can no longer make the money necessary to do serious reporting without the direct support of those who appreciate what we do – and lots of it right now.

Please give us a chance to survive, regroup, expose the fascistic thuggery of the left-wing zealots in control of communications and fight another day.


Glad I am NOT talking to her.

She talks about Nazi like book burning and says it’s Gods will Trump be elected.
There is no reasoning with people like her.

I don’t know what type of comment/answer I can give. How anyone support a man who is on film (so no one can deny there is proof) making fun of a handicapped person I do not know.

Putting aside infidelity and other stuff the fact he mocked a person with a handicap is unconscionable.


First, take a breath. She is closed minded. You can reply that your beliefs are not to mock the infirm. You can say that you feel that leaders should be ones who inspire others to do good and live without fear. You can say that the people who you want as leaders are people who follow Christ's teachings and are not mockeries of them.

She will bolt. But she won't be able to refute you. She will feel hurt. But it won't be your fault. She will be angry. But she may see herself for what she has become and maybe see what she still could become.


She did say he is not flawless which is how she would respond perhaps to his making of a disabled man.  What proof do I offer that he mocked Christ’s teachings? (Adulterous behavior would just be a flaw)

She may be making a guided enough to believe he is actually inspiring others to live without fear (all those nuts who think we need AK 47s to feel safe)

Sometimes I think it’s not worth my energy to enter into a discussion.

I really want to tell her to say all this to M who is far more eloquent with words than I and let him respond for me!!!

Of course I could just answer her question about the iPad and leave it at that or -/ ignore the entire email !!!!!


Think of the things you believe in that Trump rejects by his actions and words. Address this by what you understand the Bible to teach. Then say that if she wants to have a friendship, not to mention him again. You will respect that she believes differently from you. But you want your beliefs respected too. She will bolt, as she needs a closed minded person to associate with.

I didn't see that you forwarded her email and attachment. She seems completely off the deep end and then further than that. She is one who probably thinks that Alex Jones is a moderate with his Infowars site. Declassifying JFK means relatively nothing. She is probably drinking the Kool-Aid and asking for seconds and thirds. I agree with you she is not worth associating with. However I think my idea of writing to her hair one last time is probably the right thing to do. You can State certain things in quick one sentence statements that say why you disagree with her and why you cannot accept and rationality. 


I let flaky S read it and she thought ”Fox news says stuff the rest of the media which is 90% left doesn’t cover”. I knew she believed in a strong military because her dad had shoddy boots etc in WWII but she said how Hillary would have been awful because Bill took advantage of an intern - I couldn’t let that go - had to say I think Monica was quite willing and what does that have to do Hillary’s qualifications?  Someone else (a guy) gave the same lame excuse for hating Hillary.

I like to be tolerant of everyone but being tolerant let alone accepting of most People with Republican views is getting extremely, extremely difficult!! Maybe I am becoming as narrow minded as I believe Republicans are. Hope not!

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It's amazing how many sites and "news" sources like WND are out on the internet.  People in the mainstream know that these are not sources of news, but of both fear and hatred. Extremist web sites are losing influence, as WND's admitted revenue declines indicate. Yet, we have no way to verify any of these claims.  People keep drinking the "Kool-Aid" and these conspiracy nuts still are in business.  So the big internet firms that host cloud computing for most businesses (e.g. Microsoft, Google, Amazon) have taken a stand against the worst of these fear mongers.  They are removing people like Alex Jones from their environments, not because of corporate ethics, but because people in the mainstream will revolt.  Only Twitter stands alone here.  I only wonder what they are up to.

Sadly, the human brain is wired not to challenge authority. However, this skill can be learned.  Unfortunately, most of Trump's followers need to follow a higher authority, such as TCL's "friend".  Luckily, most other Americans are sane and do not listen to fear mongers such as Alex Jones. Because of this, I still have hope for this country.

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PS: The more I find out about TCL, the more I like her.  No, I'm not developing a romantic interest in her.  But I have grown accustomed to how she speaks and have learned how to adjust to it.....

Sunday, August 19, 2018

Lili and the car dealership (Part 2)

I couldn't resist using the above photo for this entry.  I was supposed to go with Lili to pick up her car today, and I was way too tired to do so, having been unable to get to sleep until 3-4 o'clock several days in a row and waking up at 8.  But I begged out....

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As originally planned, this was intended to be a day spend outside as Marian.  However, two things got in the way: Sleep Deprivation and the Cat Lady's (TCL's) email.  I think that even though we haven't romantically kissed, she wants something more than a friendship based on the following late night email:

When you suggested Friday night originally or possibly the following week I assumed you had plans for Saturday or Sunday since you didn’t mention either. Then although we had plans for Friday (albeit in your mind evening) you then made plans with Lily for daytime which had a high chance (IMHO) of interfering with the commitment to me. So I graciously suggested you were overbooking yourself. 

You could have suggested Saturday to compensate for Friday, but you left it open (your choice) only to appear to feel trapped into seeing Lily a third day day this week. 

Just an observation.

TCL didn't have the full information here, and I didn't want to give it to her.  Also, she thought we could do something that stretched from the day into the night. That wasn't made clear in our original plans. To make things worse, I was very tired - and when Lili called at 10, I had to cancel plans for the day.  She was a little upset, but understood.  She may have remembered that I had been going with 3-4 hours of sleep for a couple of days, and that my body was about to crash.

So I went back to bed, and by noon was in the "Land of Nod".  I didn't wake back up until 4:30 or so, making the smart thing for me to do to take off my nail polish and get ready to spend an evening as Mario and await GFJ's arrival from a wet outdoor wedding she attended today.

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Given the choice, I like what I have with GFJ more than what I think could develop with TCL. And I will need to reset TCL's expectations, so that we see each other as friends for now - if that's at all possible.

Saturday, August 18, 2018

Lili and the car dealership (Part 1)

I'd promised Lili that I'd go with her when she went car shopping.  However, she didn't tell me that her mind was already made up on the brand (Acura), the type of car (see above), but wasn't sure of whether she'd be buying a 2018 or 2019 model, nor did she know what color she'd be driving off the lot. You can guess what things would be like when we reached the dealership....

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Lili and I had originally planned to meet at 1:00, then drive down to the dealership in Scarsdale. Well, I was running very late, and we decided to meet at the Yorktown diner at 1:30, have lunch, then drive to lower county from there.  Both of us got there on time, but Lili was mildly disappointed by her choice for lunch.  She had a craving for beef short ribs, and they weren't on the menu this Friday.  So she ordered a salad with chicken - and didn't enjoy it.  On the way out, she chatted with the owner of the diner, and he said that they used the meat from the short ribs in their beef stew - and she said that if she had known this, she'd have ordered the stew.  Now, she knows something for the next time she craves this cut of meat.

After lunch, I moved my car out of the parking lot, and into the parking lot across the street. I figured that the diner or its patrons may get upset at a car being left in the diner's parking lot for 6 hours. So I figured that no one would care if I put the car into K-Mart's lot. And from there, it was off to the dealership....

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Once at the dealership, Lili wanted to look at all the cars.  She wanted the same model as she was driving. But, like last time she leased a car, she focused on the front grille. "Which one looks better?  And I effectively said that I didn't care.  To me, reliable transportation is much more important than a minor issue of how the front grille is designed. At the level of the Lexus, Acura, and Infiniti product lines, one would expect these cars to be nice to look at, perform well, and be good values for this market segment.  (Even on cheaper cars, I feel this way.  But I still would have troubles looking at the old Pontiac Aztek, one of the ugliest cars made in the modern age.)  While she looked at all the cars outside, I went inside to sit in air conditioned comfort. And there, I kept myself busy by watching TV, reading newspapers, and having a email chat with the Cat Lady (TCL). About 2 1/2 hours later, she was finishing up with the salesman, but couldn't exchange cars until the next day.  So it was off to our homes, with a return trip scheduled for tomorrow.

On the way back, we stopped into H-Mart to do some food shopping.  By the time I got back to my car, it was around 7:00. So I went home and dropped off my purchases, then went out again.  If I had left home a half hour earlier, I'd have made another visit to Catherine's in Paramus. Instead, it was over to Target in Mount Kisco, where I tried on a dress.

The dress fit well, but I wasn't going to buy it at the $28.00 price point.  Too bad that I didn't see that it was marked down for clearance.  I'd have dropped $20 for something I could wear a few times this season and when I'm in summer like climates.  Instead, I put it back on the rack, and may go back there tomorrow when Lili and I are done with our second excursion to the dealership.

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At this point, it was after 9:00, and I figured that I'd call TCL.  Though it was an enjoyable conversation, I had to work to get in my side of the conversation.  TCL tends to talk, then segues into parallel topics to such a point, that it is easy to lose track of where everything started.  We talked for an hour, and I ended up breaking off the chat by using a food shopping trip as an excuse.  Of course, I was in front of the local Stop and Shop, and needed some items there.

Leaving the supermarket, I experienced something that likely would have given a typical cisgender woman the chills.  While walking to the car, some youths in their car called out to me.  I ignored them as I pushed my shopping cart to my car.  They drove over to my car and started to ask me what I shopped for. And I replied - Food. This line of questioning went on for a minute, and then they drove away.  Something was up with these people, and I was lucky that there was no incident.  I'll bet that if I looked like I was a smaller, less massive woman, that something bad could have happened. But looking at me, they probably thought that one (or more) of them could have gotten hurt in an altercation.  I don't know if being Transgender was an advantage here, but I was very thankful to be able to get in my car safely and get home with my body, my car, my money, and my groceries intact.

I finished up my errands for the day by withdrawing some cash from the bank. And then I called GFJ.  She's got a long day ahead of her, as she has to get up at 5:30 to open the door to the handyman who is working on her house, then to prepare for a wedding at 4:00, followed by meeting me at my apartment at 10:00.  We chatted for a while, and both of us got tired.  Hopefully, both of us will have some energy left when she gets here....

Friday, August 17, 2018

Game night and the cleaning lady

I'm very glad that I have my cleaning lady's schedule marked out on my calendar for months in advance. Otherwise, I might have screwed things up and had her meet me after I had changed into my feminine presentation.  Luckily, I knew enough to set my alarm, straighten up the place, and be out the door before noon.

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Last night, I knew that I was going to need an alarm to wake me up, as I wasn't going to get to sleep until after 3:00 am.  There were pots and pans I needed to put into the cabinet, sheets to be removed from the bed, and traces of my Marian presentation that had to be put into the closets before she came to work on the apartment.  So I set a series of alarms for 8:30, 9:00, 9:30 and 10:00 - just to be safe.  And I only needed the first one to get me moving.

Once I was up and about, I stripped the bed, then started work on the kitchen. And that's where the first problem of the day hit. When I started straightening things out around the cabinet, several things fell into the nooks and crannies around the cabinet. So I moved the cabinet around and found more things to clean up - including the residue of a punctured soda can.  (Luckily, it was diet soda, so there was no sugary substance to attract ants and other vermin.)  Once done with that cleanup, I was able to put the pots and pans into the cabinet and move back to the bedroom. And I was able to get all important traces of Marian put away, with enough time to shower and prepare to spend the rest of the day out as Marian.

My cleaning lady called, and asked if she could come by a few minutes before noon.  But I said that I was getting dressed, and the apartment would be ready for her around noon. This wasn't a problem for either of us. So I finished getting prepared, stashed my makeup kit into the closet, and out the door I went. Although I still needed to pick up some cash from the bank, I ended up getting lunch and then killed some time at Barnes and Noble before doing my volunteer stint at the GLBT center.

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Volunteering often can be a relatively simple set of tasks, and that's what was on the docket for today. Today's task was to research information on 2 people and 1 organization which will be honored at this year's fund raising gala being held in October.  And I spent the better part of 2 hours gabbing and doing the research.

Next, it was off to Yonkers to eat and to go to game night. I didn't see the lady who runs her business from her table. Instead, the women's knitting circle was in session. And I would have loved to know how to knit and be able to join them.  Alas, it would be rude of me to impose myself, and I'll have to find other places where I could learn this feminine craft.

Then it was off to game night. Lili called, and she was able to get us comped tickets for a cruise taking place later this year.  I can't wait to go on the cruise, as it'll be nice to get away for a week.   There will be a lot of things I have to take care of, including rescheduling a voice therapy session at Mercy College.  (Since the cruise is far enough out that any discussion of its details could give a burglar too much information, I'll skip talking about it for now.)  GFJ is happy for me, but I know that I'll have to take her some place soon....

Unlike most weeks, I was at game night a few minutes early. So I ended up getting stuck playing a long running game - we started at 8:00, and ended at 11:30.  Of course, I lost. But that's OK.  While playing this game, I had an email chat with the Cat Lady (TCL).  One of her friends wrote an email supporting Trump. But her support was filled with the hatred, bigotry, and lunacy that many of Trump's extremist followers now show to the world. And TCL realized that (as she put it) she needs a new group of friends....

Thursday, August 16, 2018

C'mon baby, drive my car....

Lili has been putting off the task of shopping for a new car.  The lease on her current car is expiring soon, and she has to replace the car before the lease ends.  So we planned to go down to the dealership today, and see if a car that fits her needs is available at the price she is willing to pay....

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Even though I didn't get to sleep last night until a bit after 4 am, I was awake at 8 am without the assistance of an alarm clock.  From that point, I watched some TV, then started to take care of a few chores. Yet, as usual, I didn't accomplish much.  But for every 2 steps I take forward, I take 1 backward.  So it's taking me forever to get rid of much of my clutter.

It wasn't until 12:30 that I was able to reach Lili. And her schedule didn't make it easy to go car shopping today.  She was working with the contractor to fix up her rental property to make it saleable. Tomorrow is a washout because I have volunteering scheduled for the afternoon. So the only afternoon left for us this week is Friday, and that triggered the Cat Lady changing our get together to next week, as she wanted to spend more time with me than just having dinner. (Read: She wanted to take a day trip, then return home for a dinner at a nearby restaurant.)

So with this scheduling change, I decided to rest and took off my clothes for a while.  As dinner time approached, I decided to put on a nicer outfit.  It was time that I get another use out of a dress I put in my closet and didn't have an excuse to wear. While going through my closet, I tried to find a LBD that I haven't worn in a while. But I didn't find it.  I guess I'll do so when I put my summer clothes away at the end of the season.

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Around 6:00, I made my way over to the Roundhouse restaurant in Beacon.  Several people dropped out of the meetup, and there were 8 of us at the table. The group was pleasant and low key - 8 "strangers" at a table gathering together to try out a restaurant. As much as I enjoyed the atmosphere of the place, I don't think one gets the best value out of eating there. So I limited my spending, in order to focus on the conversations AND to be able to have enough money in my wallet to pay my cleaning lady in the morning.

The lady who was supposed to go to the Whine and Dine meetup last week didn't go.  Too bad.  But in the end, I think I'm better off not having anything being said.  I found out in part of our chat, that her daughter is part of the LGBT community.  So when (or if) the time is right, I doubt she'll bat an eyelash  when she finds out I'm transgender.

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On the way home, I chatted with GFJ.  Seems like she has a closing date for the sale of her office building. Yay!  But now, all the other dominoes in her life will start to fall.  Reality will soon hit her.  I'm keeping my fingers crossed for her....

Wednesday, August 15, 2018

A RO's by any other name....

It's been a while since I've seen RO.  Part of the problem is that her eye is still recovering from surgery that reattached a detached retina. And the other part is that both of us have been busy for the past few months.  So it was nice to get together for a belated birthday dinner.

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I started my day later than I planned by folding two loads of laundry that have been sitting on my couch for a while. Since I've started to replace some of Mario's dingy, worn out underwear, and decided to separate this from the stuff I'm going to put back in Mario's dresser. So, after folding all my clothes (both male and female items), I made sure that Mario's worn out stuff was ready for a rag bag.  After folding this laundry, there wasn't much time available for me to relax afterwards.  So I showered, shaved, made up, and dressed - and was out the door by 3:30 for a 6:30 dinner.

Including a stop at Mickey D's for a late lunch, I didn't really get moving until 4:00. And it took me about an hour and a half to make it from Ossining to Carle Place. There, I killed time in the bookstore before driving over to  RO's place.  Both RO and I were running a little late, and we finally met at 6:45 to go shopping and for dinner.

We ended up going back to Carle Place (as I expected) to stop and see if Catherine's had anything interesting worth buying.  And there were 3 items that captivated my interest:

Of these 3 items, tonight, I would only consider buying the bottom kimono, just to give coverage to two sleeveless dresses I like wearing. Unfortunately, the only one available was on the body of the mannequin in the window. Since it didn't show up as being sold at an affordable price, I decided to wait - and see if it was available online.  Next were the two dresses pictured above.  Neither was yet on sale, and I wasn't going to pay full price for dresses I wouldn't wear that often. When I tried them on, RO said that the first dress was "made for me". And when I tried the second one on, BOTH the saleslady and RO said I should buy that dress.  I may do so when it goes on sale.  But the saleslady was trying too hard to make the sale, noting that I could use their credit card, then that I could sign up for their discount card, etc.. And this bothered me enough that I didn't buy the things I went there to buy - only because this woman tried way too hard to make a sale.  We got caught in the store when the heavens opened up, so we ended up killing time doing more shopping than planned.  Once the rain let up, RO bought two pairs of pants, and we left for dinner.

RO still had a problem that she asked me about - what should she wear to a wedding coming up in early October?  The dresses I tried on were appropriate for me to wear, but they would get little use given the nature of my social engagements.  There was no longer anything in the store that would might be appropriate to wear to a wedding save for the above dress in black.  With her extreme pear shaped body, I'm not sure if any dress would work well for her.  So I suggested that she try on the dress YGM wore to Lili's son's wedding. And she accepted.  So we'll be getting together at my place sometime in September.

I mentioned that I would like seafood, so we went to a Colombian joint (Pollos el Paisa) down the road to have some paella.  As we got to the restaurant, the heavens were starting to open up again, and we ran into the place just in time.  And it was there she talked about her boyfriend and her buying a place in the East Stroudsburg, PA area to spend their weekends.  Mazel Tov!  (No, RO is not Jewish.  But I'll congratulate the Ro and her boyfriend in any language I please....)  She's been to this place before, and we both had empanadas, yucca, and the paella. (Next time, I'll skip the steamed yucca - too bland for me.)  Would I go there again?  Yes.  We were the only people speaking English, and the food was both good and authentic.

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All too soon, the night had to end, and RO dropped me off at my car.  The burning smell we picked up as we neared her house was unpleasant. Luckily, it had nothing to do with her car or with her house. Instead, it was a fire near the town's train station that shut down the LIRR's main line. And I texted this to her while on the road.

On the way home, I first had a conversation with Lili.  She found a cruise going out of Miami that might be interesting.  However, I said that I couldn't afford to fly there.  Instead, if she was willing to burn off some frequent flyer miles, I'd consider this cruise.  Otherwise, I'd pass - and she could go with someone else.  And next, it was GFJ.  We talked from Yonkers to Croton. It was good to catch up with her again.  Hopefully, she'll get ALL the tasks done that she has planned for tomorrow.  Otherwise, some of the work she needs to do will be done after work and possibly in the dark.

Tuesday, August 14, 2018

Quickie: Just another Monday

I'll bet that Groundhog Day was also on a Monday that year....

When one is out of work, one day tends to blend into another.  The longer one is out of work, the less meaning each day of the week has, as all of them seem the same after a while.  And in the case of the cartoon above, every day seems like a Monday to Garfield.

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For some unknown reason, I awoke before 9 am today.  Yes, I felt tired when I awoke, but I did not need an alarm clock.  Could it be the amount of light coming into my room?  Who knows?  But it would be nice to get back into a 'normal' sleep pattern for a change.

With the above being said, I ended up hanging out in bed for most of the day.  And in mid afternoon, I ended up doing some laundry.  If it weren't for some detailing on 3 of the dresses I was laundering, I'd have put everything colored into one load, and done my whites at the same time.  Why is this important, you may ask?  Well, each load of laundry forces me to stay near my apartment for at least an hour and a half. And I had nothing better to do than to take care of clothes which have been in the hamper for a couple of weeks.

Now, I expect that the cleaning lady will be here on Thursday.  So I had some stuff to take out to the dumpsters before she comes.  The first was the box that my new air conditioner came in.  It takes up a lot of space, and after a month is no longer needed.  Next were the recyclables.  I'll bet that my cleaning lady usually tosses them out with the regular garbage.  Since this could cause the co-op to get fined, it's the least I can do to do my part.

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After all this, I didn't bother going out for the day.  Without good reason to go out in the heat, why bother?

Monday, August 13, 2018

GFJ came earlier than usual

While work is being done at GFJ's house, I've acted under the assumption that our weekends begin on Sunday.  Because of some interesting schedule complications, our weekend started on Friday - and this fouled everything up for things I'd have liked to do as Marian.

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On Friday, I woke up with only 4 hours of sleep - all of them restful.  (It didn't help that Lili had messaged me to find out how to send messages in OK Cupid, and I had to find out how before she'd leave me alone.) So I took my time getting ready before driving out to see Lili and going car shopping with her.  Since she was feeling like crap, she wanted a little pampering, and car shopping wouldn't cut it.  She suggested going for a pedicure, and I went out and met her at her nail salon.

The pedicure was a luxurious experience, especially when I could get the chair to go back far enough for me to feel comfortable. After Lili got up, I shared some pleasantries with the new lady next to me - something I would have felt nervous about before gaining experience socializing as Marian AND using my feminine voice often enough not to have trouble with it. Afterwards, I commented on this chat over a late lunch, and Lili mentioned that she rarely notices me dropping out of my feminine voice range anymore when out in public.

While at the restaurant, a bad thunderstorm came through, and we left the outdoors covered patio to eat inside.  At this time, Lili focused on her breakup, and noted that he didn't contribute much to the relationship.  So she's starting to think it to be better that the relationship had ended.  Let's see what happens next....

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On the way home, I called the Cat Lady on my "Marian Only" phone.  For some reason, this phone was dropping the call quite often.  So when I upgrade my main cell phone, I'll move the old phone over to this number and have much more reliable service.  Next, I called GFJ.  It seems like she left her house early and was 5 minutes away when I called.  Since we'd hit the house at the same time, she decided to take the slow road, so that she'd meet Mario when she arrived.

Shortly after GFJ arrived, it was off to the diner. And afterwards to an early bed time.  Both of us were very tired, and yet we ended up being awake enough to see Bill Maher on HBO's West Coast feed....

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Both GFJ and I must be dealing with a lack of sleep, but for different causes.  She'll wake up in the middle of the night and get up - then fall asleep watching TV.  She does this when at home and at my place, whether or not I'm in the picture.  So I wasn't surprised to wake up Saturday morning and find her laying on the couch watching TV.

After a very late breakfast, it was very strange that after 3-4 hours of being fully awake, that both of us fell to sleep again for another 3 hours.  It's amazing how two people can sleep the day away if given the chance.  (And I stress the word SLEEP here.  Adult intimacy is never discussed in public, unless there is an extremely good reason for it.)  At least we were able to get outside for a nice sunset.

GFJ and I wanted to see a movie, and there are a limited number of movies we end up seeing.  We both seem to like good dramas, comedies, and an occasional documentary (or docudrama) about someone's life.  This rules out most of the "franchise" films (Star Wars, Star Trek, DC Super Heroes, Marvel Super Heroes, etc.) that are on the market these days. So we ended up going to see Mc Queen,  a bio-pic about the clothing designer, Alexander McQueen.

To kill time before the movie, we walked around the supermarket next door to the theater. And I bumped into a fellow who was once in the therapy group I attended.  We both recognized each other, but he didn't want to say "Hello" for some reason.  I guess that he doesn't want to open up an old chapter in his life.  And I certainly didn't want to reopen things either.  So GFJ and I walked over to the theater and sat down in our seats.  Neither of us felt comfortable, so we switched to the better positioned seats on the other side of the aisle and watched the movie from those seats.  Would I have chosen this movie if something better had been available?  Probably not.  But I'd have watched it if it came to cable and I had not seen it already.

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Sunday arrived, and GFJ did not know what time she'd be meeting her friend at Bethel Woods for a concert.  After we woke up, there was a flurry of messages between GFJ and her friend, and they agreed to get together at 3 - to have a bite to eat before the concert, and to find a good spot on the lawn.  That meant I was free by 1 to do whatever I wanted to do. 

After a very lazy afternoon, I decided to go out and do some minor shopping.  One of the things I wanted to buy is an inexpensive cotton nightgown, as it is something that I alone (or Lili will see).  Comfort was the key concern, with price coming in a close second. So it was off to Walmart I went.  While there, I picked up some little things, including a lipstick to replace one in my makeup box. Then it was off to CVS for the base coat/top coat I forgot to buy in Walmart. And finally, down to the Foodtown at the bottom of my hill to buy dinner.

While out, I had the chance to talk with both Lili and with Pat.  Lili told me the quick story about her ex boyfriend moving out. And Pat told me that no one is keeping her informed about the status of her daughter.  Lili will recover. But I'm not sure about Pat.  If anything happens to Dana, I think Pat will be crushed....

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When I got home, I sent several emails.  One was to WDJ (who hasn't yet had the time to respond), one was to Stephanie (from one of my women's meetup groups), and one was to the woman in charge of Arts Westchester (she needed volunteers for tomorrow).  Although I didn't expect an immediate response from any of them, Stephanie responded - and she is doing well in Texas.  Hopefully, we'll be able to stay in contact....