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Hello Again;
I'm having some trouble with my laptop 'puter today. I keep loosing this page after starting this entry. UGH.
I had an interesting day yesterday. I learned some valuiable lessons regarding feminine ediquite. It started with a surprise invitation to attend a rodeo at a town near where I live. On a whim I decided to accept. I decided to wear, bra, 'manites', jeans, some clogs, and a shirt. So although I wasn't dressed 'en fem' I definately had a feminine shape. giggle 
It turns out that we got a late start and arrived just as the day show was breaking up. The ticketing area was very crowed and I have issue with crowds. They always seem to gather and crowd the entries and exits. But as I was a guest I knew that I had to be on my best behavior. So I bit my lip so to speak and found an area not so crowded to await my friend who had to buy some tickets.
I was quite content waiting people watching. Especially women my age an d what they were wearing. By the time we reunited and started for the gates the day people were exciting. A second look at the tickets proved that we had evening tickets and a few hours to wait til the next show started. Parking was a problem so my host naturally didn't want to leave. sigh.
The first problem I ran into was we were looking for our seats before we found out that the show was over til for now. After asking and finding this out I went leave and there was a 'gathering' of some cowboys bloc king my exit. I tried to say excuse me and pass through them. But they either choose to ignore me or the didn't hear my voice. I decided on the ladder and said louder "by your leave' meaning excuse me. When they still didn't respond, by moving or looking at me, I choose to walk through anyway. Unfortunately there was one who choose that time to take a drink of his beer. It could have been ugly but my higher power was looking out for me and he was successful in his drink without spilling any, although my friend said that he murmered something.
The next occurance of a lesson. was upon getting to our seats. Shortly there after we were surrounded by others who had seating near us. The seating was very close. Even closer that coach seating on a cheap flight. 
I had my purse and a cameral bag with me. I could not place them at my feet as we were in bleachers and if they had fallen through I problably would never see them again. so I tried ot hold them slung on my shoulder. I got into the show and could not figure out what to do with my hands. I decided to place them on my knees. In doing so I didn't realize that I was inadvertantly rubbing the back of a gent just infront of me. I was doing so with the back of my fingers and didn't know it. He eventually looked around at me with a glare. I excused myself and moved my hands further up my legs. From the look that he gave me I tend to think that he thought I was making a pass at him. Nothing could be further from the truth. But it taught me that I must always be aware of my extreemities. Oh my.
The next thing that happened was that there were two teenaged girls sittign next to me. At sometime one of the them had noticed my shape and maybe gotten a peek at the fact that I was wearing a bra. Her mom was sitting right behind me and she consulted with her about something. Her mother had managed to get her calmed down by saying something probably that she was sitting right behind me and would be watching me carefully for any unappropriate movement. I just ignored her, but noticed that she took great lengths to avoid any contact with me. She leaned towards her sister sitting on the other side of her at every oppertunity.
I suddenly had to be even more aware of my body placement? I addressed this by sitting up straighter. So now here I am sitting at attention being careful of my body pose and trying to 'enjoy' the show. I was able to last like this about a half hour when I needed a break and excuse myself to take one.
Wow what an outing. I guess I don't do well in crowed situations. I wonder if I was being pariniod or what? The show ended and we left. I thanked my host and mentioned that I had a good time. I didn't share any of this with him. I am out to him but I have always toned down my appearance while with him. I guess I'm worried that he might fear 'guilt by association' syndrome. We have been friends for a few years now. Our get togethers are few. But then he is a 'newly wed' in his first year of marrage, though it is a second marrage for both of them.
Well I guess I have gotten most of my what venting out. So until next time. KEEP The FAITH
