Showing posts with label tg marriage. Show all posts
Showing posts with label tg marriage. Show all posts

Friday, April 16, 2010

Saying hello

Been slammed busy last few weeks. Kids, Lectures, visits to the pub. All is well in Tranny Married land. Though we are striking arguments about the length of my nails, my sometimes "feminine gestures" other than that life on the married TG plein is a-ok.

I'm lonely, though. No one to really let my hair down with, so to speak. It's odd, like my brain is a rubric cube

Friday, February 26, 2010

100th post...news and notes



The misses purchased a new spring Target (we say Tar-jay...as if it were French) dress. I'm a sucker for Target fashions, though my own personal voice is more of a hippie-girl mash-up with preppy Laura Ashleyesque Victorian girlyness. Go figure. I like the goth punk look too.

Also...to brag about her awesomeness...the kids have been sick-crazy-mad-genius-suckers-of-our-time this week, so she offered to give me more time to let the woman inside out!

Yes! Always fun. Tis true I want to let the woman out 24/7...(for you new followers...this is Basil Exposition... thank you, BTW...for following this humble Trans blog) but to maintain the fam I limit my time to weekly excursions into my real world.

Not sure how it will play out, but right now I am enjoying the split time. When the children get older, who knows how I will feel...


My male alter ego will be reading tomorrow at a poetry festival in my small town. Since I will be reading in drab, my trans poems will be metaphorical in nature, versus straight up. Since I live in the aforementioned small town....um...you got the idea.

Just to hammer home how small of a community this is...we are two hours away from a Wal-Mart.

Still the overall transformation message will be first and foremost in my selections. Have a great weekend all!

Sunday, February 7, 2010

productive fight


The missus and I had it out. Cabin Fever and all. Of course my gender identity was at the heart of it. But this fight felt different. We aired some frustrations and gre closer. Whew. Glad it's over.

She doesn't want me to live the lifestyle every day every night. I don't know if I want to either. We reached another compromise in a long chain of compromises. She's the best!