Normally I would have dressed for Halloween, and probably gone to the annual antique show in a skirt. And there would be pictures to show. However, our visit south took that completely off the table. (For the reason - a new granddaughter - it was OK, though.) And accordingly, the next possible time for Mandy to shine will be in April :-( Unfortunately, wishing it weren't so, doesn't make things better...there is an old saying from my father that goes something like this: "If wishes were horses, then beggars would ride..."
Since we got home from vacation, even my androgynous self hasn't seen much activity. Too busy catching up on things not done during our time away from home... Until I went to the lab at the Doctor's office for my flu shot...
There, I sat next to a lady with a baby. Until our granddaughter appeared, I used to sit far away from women with babies. Now, I sat next to the pair. Can you believe I actually started a conversation with her? Once we started chatting, she shared that the little girl was 3 months old. That opened the door to a bunch of girl talk about her pregnancy and that of our daughter-in-law, which I was familiar with from having just been there. It was a discussion "in girl terms," not sanitized for co-ed presentation. I was dressed casually, in capri pants, a feminine blouse (that I wear around my wife, but which she hates), ballet flats and pantyhose, with my long hair and nails (which needed shortened and filled after 6 weeks.) There was no evidence that she thought I was anything other than what I appeared to be...and she said goodbye sweetly as she left (being the one just before me into the lab...) Definitely unexpected fun...
Since I haven't gotten any newer pictures, here is one from Sarasota, FL at "Ca' d' Zan" - the "House of John" - the Venetian Gothic John Ringling home at the Ringling Museum. Love the fancy artwork and trim! A human almost looks out of place there...
And yesterday it was my chance to get my nails done. They needed it, based on the following picture:
This was 6 weeks of growth, and they were close to exceeding their all time length record! Fortunately, my tech shortened them and made them look good again...
At the salon, several of the women were chatting with me, and showing me their nails. Did they know? Doesn't matter...they treated me as a woman, and that's what counts!
Posts may be scarce for a while, but in any event, I'll post when possible!
Hugs,
Mandy
Mandy
ReplyDeleteYou seem to be able to ride the middle rail better than anyone. Your long hair, well groomed nails, ballet flats and always visable pantyhose, along with carrying a purse and the fact that your clothes all come from the woman's rack make it more likely than not that you will be pegged as a woman and even if those you encounter, such as the lady with the baby or some of the other patrons at the nail salon, are not sure about your gender they will treat you tenderly and respectfully as one lady woulld treat another.
Pat
Pat,
DeleteIt does seem to work that way! Which sort of "keeps me going" during the inevitable "dry spells" like this one!
Have a great Turkey Day!
Mandy