So we are about to celebrate one of my personal favorite holidays. I love Thanksgiving. I do love food (yes, my waistline is rather larger than I'm happy with, but exercise classes have begun so progress is being made.) I'd love to get down as small as Penny, well because I'm vain and I want to be at least able to share clothes LOL!
I have a lot to be thankful for this year. We are both still employed, our families health is good. We are going to have the godkids and their parents over for Thanksgiving. We are both together and still healthy. Our pets are doing well. This year hasn't been as hard as last. We have grown more as a couple this year and it continues to amaze me that our relationship just keeps getting better. I love that we have started to have adventures together out in public and hope to continue on that front.
It has recently come to my attention that there are those out in cyberspace who would be placed by some into the transgender community and they find this label offensive. They have my permission not to use it. When I get a form and it asks for my ethnicity I try to always check the box that says I don't have to tell you that.
Labels aren't for everyone. I am most certainly not a feminist. I am offended by full garbage cans that don't immediately empty themselves yet I have a job that has me scooping poop all day long (go figure!).
I have no problem with anyone who does or does not want a label. You are all welcome to share the ones I take... married, female, heterosexual. You can create your own, share soemone else's. There are labels that are offensive to me, not the words themselves, but for the hate and ideals that are associated with them.
I believe that everyone has a right to their own beliefs. I also believe they have the right to respect mine.
I want to thank you everyone for respectfully commenting when you feel led, and for reading and hopping on if you disagree or just don't like what I have to say.
I am most thankful this year for the new friends that I have made. I am thankful to those of you who have reached out across the interweb to make a new friend. Thank you to those who are out in the world, and thanks even more to those who are only out in secret.
Hugs and if you celebrate Thanksgiving I hope you have a wonderful one.
Aeify
Monday, November 22, 2010
Friday, November 5, 2010
Gettin' Wiggy with it!
Ok, cheesiest title of a blog post EVER!! But we had the best day today. In case you don't know, Penny and I work seperate shifts and almost always have Friday off together and we are pretty serious about spending as many hours together on those Fridays as possible! We met R. for dinner last night, which of course was great. It is always such a pleasure to get together with her. She had a new hairdo which reminded me that I had seen a sign advertising a new wig store in town.
Penny has a wig, that she REALLY doesn't like. We bought it a while ago and I think I saw the initial try-on. We bought it online because at the time it seemed Penny would never go out the front door in the light of day (or night, she didn't seem to have ANY plans to go out of the house at first.) So after telling R about the store, she asks if we'd like to all go together since we'd never been wig shopping and she had a few hours to kill before heading home. A meeting time was set and on the way home from dinner I suggested that if she wore makeup, she'd be happier wig shopping. (She agreed of course.)
This morning we got up, got dressed and made up and Penny and I walked out the front door. She said she was in "Half-femme" as her jeans were "mens" and her shoes were as well (her femme shoes weren't for the cold, and it was CHILLY this morning) and I told her she might as well consider herself total femme because skinny jeans don't count as "mens" and the shoes, well ok, not very femme, but also some women wear similar shoes.
The "new" wig shop we went to had some ridiculous rule about paying a dollar for a new wig cap every three wigs you tried on so we pretty much left right after we went in. We were disappointed and R suggested we go over the the mall. I looked at Penny and told her it was up to her and she said she was game. So over to the very public mall in broad daylight, femme to her feet! Nothing bad happened. I actually only noticed one schmo looking at us, when we first walked in. He even held his mouth open. I was amused. Penny missed this one but said there were others "looking."
We visited the MAC counter with R. Looked at some jewelry and then then hugged our sweet R farewell after getting her to tell us about the wig store she had recently been to in our area.
We headed down the interstate, found the store (Ms. Theresa's) no problem and walked in. WOW they had loads of wigs. We picked out some together, tried on a couple (both of us actually, I thought it was FANTASTIC!!) and then we each got a wig. Penny looks so pretty and I am so very excited and proud! I think she's a little stunned at how well it went.
HUGS!
Penny has a wig, that she REALLY doesn't like. We bought it a while ago and I think I saw the initial try-on. We bought it online because at the time it seemed Penny would never go out the front door in the light of day (or night, she didn't seem to have ANY plans to go out of the house at first.) So after telling R about the store, she asks if we'd like to all go together since we'd never been wig shopping and she had a few hours to kill before heading home. A meeting time was set and on the way home from dinner I suggested that if she wore makeup, she'd be happier wig shopping. (She agreed of course.)
This morning we got up, got dressed and made up and Penny and I walked out the front door. She said she was in "Half-femme" as her jeans were "mens" and her shoes were as well (her femme shoes weren't for the cold, and it was CHILLY this morning) and I told her she might as well consider herself total femme because skinny jeans don't count as "mens" and the shoes, well ok, not very femme, but also some women wear similar shoes.
The "new" wig shop we went to had some ridiculous rule about paying a dollar for a new wig cap every three wigs you tried on so we pretty much left right after we went in. We were disappointed and R suggested we go over the the mall. I looked at Penny and told her it was up to her and she said she was game. So over to the very public mall in broad daylight, femme to her feet! Nothing bad happened. I actually only noticed one schmo looking at us, when we first walked in. He even held his mouth open. I was amused. Penny missed this one but said there were others "looking."
We visited the MAC counter with R. Looked at some jewelry and then then hugged our sweet R farewell after getting her to tell us about the wig store she had recently been to in our area.
We headed down the interstate, found the store (Ms. Theresa's) no problem and walked in. WOW they had loads of wigs. We picked out some together, tried on a couple (both of us actually, I thought it was FANTASTIC!!) and then we each got a wig. Penny looks so pretty and I am so very excited and proud! I think she's a little stunned at how well it went.
HUGS!
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