Really, WTF? This is what school administrators do with their time.

Recently, as mnay of you may have read, a high school freshman was suspended for wearing heels and a dress to school. Read about it here. and here.. As an educator these kind of admin decisions make me want to scream. How is this more distracting than drug deals, bored disruptive students who care not for learning, and a test-taking culture than has thrashed out creativity in the classroom? This was a learning experience for all, and it was handled poorly.

Instead of celebrating his challenge he was suspended. Instead of discussing gender representation he was suspended. His mother approved, heck she was the one who challenged him...and the school threw him out because he was...different.

Fucking ridiculous.

Crossdressing resolutions for 2010

Buy more clothes.

So simple an air-head like me can manage. Seriously, like I forgot about me wee blog for like ages...cue hippie music and sounds of sitars...and damn if it's been ages since I've like written anything, which is scary for a someone who has mild graphomania (must produce writing. now.) My wife and I have become comfortable with my girly self. She doesn't like seeing me in girl garb, but tolerates my interest in her fashion magazines, clothing sales, etc. For her sake I try not to be overly fab. My sweetie is slow to boil, so I know everything will be kosher the longer she is comfortable with me being...well...a woman.

One thing I've noticed is my language for describing how I view myself has evolved. Years ago I was just a crossdresser, a weekend drag queen. Now I'm trans, or even transsexual.

My shrink recommended I try low estrogen to see how I reacted to it. And as expected my family's history of hypertension limited the experiment. Now I have to decide do I transition?

My love does not wish for me to transition, btw. Which is a big bummer.

Other than this dilemma of luxury our family is healthy, happy, and had a wonderful holiday season. For the most part our gifts came from second hand stores and artisan tables. My love gave me a pair of sterling silver screwback clip ons. Airy and wonderful. I like sparkle.

So back to my resolutions:

Be happy with my bad self.
Continue to foster the hearth. The family.
Nurture my heart.
Read more.
Learn to channel my girly energy into boy mode.
Decide whether to transition or not

Random ramblings

I'm wearing the top and wanting the brush...grr..ahh


So I'm with the misses on a school supply hunt and, amid the crass masses, a knotted family is scolding a small boy for choosing a pink football over a regular pig skin. This is Wal Mart, mind you, and here I am with some purple nail polish for myself amid the pencils and glue. I meant to pick up that new Maybelline vibrating mascara brush, my new crush, but plumb forgot. Incidentally the boy got his pink football, sorta, thanks to his sister who insisted on one of her own. They were in front of me in the checkout line. Little kid still stared at it, as my boys did too, for I was cheap mom-dad and did not allow the kids a toy purchase (they got candy instead).

Pink can change your sexuality. Mahawwah. It's a conspiracy.

Really.

Anyhoo. The misses and me exchange more meaningful dialogue about my crossdressing and my trans-ness. She doesn't call it anything, but alludes to it, at least until today when she recommended a Shakespeare book. "It's all about crossdressing," she whispered....I was shocked she said it aloud. And thrilled. Will keep you updated on the book and other...

Since we've shared a bit of the experience it has become less scary for her. I think for couples for which the gender card is played late, it is important for both parties to be at ease with it. When I came out I suspected she thought I was suddenly going to go to work in make-up with a scarf around my neck and platform shoes (not that I haven't thought about it mind you). Life is great.

Any news on The Riches return?

For those not in the know the Fox network show, The Riches, starring crossdressing comedian (or is it comedienne?) Eddie Izzard, features a young teen, Sam, featured above, who regularly crossdresses, sometimes as part of a scam (the family is a bunch of Southern gypsies, oh my!) and sometimes for pleasure.

Has anyone heard of its return? I have not seen it listed in any spring programming. An excellent drama with occasional TG issues, a must. Some of the students in my intro to psych class have seen it, and the TG element was curious to them, being Sam does not dress for any overt sexual pleasure, as most students assume TG/CD folk do.

Musings...and go George Mason for electing a Drag Queen to Homecoming Queen

Sisters, I have been actively crossdressing since I was 11. Yet, it has only been in the last few months I've done so with no psychic plaque and ego crushing guilt and shame. The last time I felt this free with dressing was when I was a tween.

Thank God!

Exactly one year ago I contemplated a gruesome Faulknerian suicide just so I wouldn't think about all this T-stuff. I couldn't deal.

So I went to therapy.

I hate to loose.

And friends, mister sisters, gals, and ladies...it took me a while to open up to my counselor. I went in every session thinking "this is it. I'm telling her today." And eventually I came out.

And it snowballed.

I was dressing the whole time, in fits and starts, hoping I could manage it myself. But I couldn't. The husband-father-friend guilt sucked me down into a hole.

Somtimes it wasn't so bad, but most of the time...

I can't explain the phenomenon of crossdressing any better than anyone else, but doing so without the ugh! of deceit and fear is frakking liberating.

My spouse is supportive to a point, and that's tre cool with this gal.

My kids, very young, call me Mommy, or Dadme, or Momde... For Halloween my oldest proclaimed I should be a witch. They can tell, I think, on some level.

Interesting note: in a recent study, psychologists noted that people who used fake avatars, pics, and identities on-line experienced confidence boosts. This age of gaming where boys can play as girls, and vice-versa, could be the foundation of the future culture where the barriers of gender are stripped further down to the bones.

George Mason, a fine southern middle of the road Academic institution elected a gay crossdresser for homecomming queen.