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  • 01 Apr 2009
    Well here we are in the first day of April - the weather here is  sunny. The morning started off chilly - now it's supposed to get up to 80 F - that's hot. So much for the weather report.Been reading the forum - my daily doing - Katie said TW will be 10 years old in December. I think I found TW that spring.  Membership used to be open ie no fee. I read a lot - can't remember posting anything - ventured into the chat room but the chatter was too fast for me - I listened (thats a funny expression) I stayed quiet. When Katie said we needed paid membership - I reviewed my needs and decided to become a full member since I didn't want to be left out. I changed my name from Jillian to Mary Grace - a good move. I like "Gracie" better than Jillian. Gracie is out front and a bit over the top. Jillian was a mousie Auburn haired femme. Gracie is an "in your face" BLOND with a crazy hair do. Jillian had cancer and went through tough times - Gracie was like a rebirth. Gracie's exuberance has spread over my entire life. My female persona is taking over and it's great fun. I think I scare people with my enthusiasm for life.I very proud to be a member of TWThanks Katie
    575 Posted by Mary Grace
  • Well here we are in the first day of April - the weather here is  sunny. The morning started off chilly - now it's supposed to get up to 80 F - that's hot. So much for the weather report.Been reading the forum - my daily doing - Katie said TW will be 10 years old in December. I think I found TW that spring.  Membership used to be open ie no fee. I read a lot - can't remember posting anything - ventured into the chat room but the chatter was too fast for me - I listened (thats a funny expression) I stayed quiet. When Katie said we needed paid membership - I reviewed my needs and decided to become a full member since I didn't want to be left out. I changed my name from Jillian to Mary Grace - a good move. I like "Gracie" better than Jillian. Gracie is out front and a bit over the top. Jillian was a mousie Auburn haired femme. Gracie is an "in your face" BLOND with a crazy hair do. Jillian had cancer and went through tough times - Gracie was like a rebirth. Gracie's exuberance has spread over my entire life. My female persona is taking over and it's great fun. I think I scare people with my enthusiasm for life.I very proud to be a member of TWThanks Katie
    Apr 01, 2009 575
  • 23 Mar 2009
    I did some sewing and ended up with two skirts. The "nice" one hangs just below my knees. The other is a mini and hangs just below my crotch - a bit drafty. So, naturally, I wore the mini yesterday...along with a ginchy pair of tights. I don't think "ginchy" has a meaning anymore. "Over the top" or "Way out" or some expression giving the feeling I had about wearing those tights. They're patterned -diamond shape in all colors...neat (as we used to say). I'm getting pretty good at the sewing machine. I can add that to my resume - chauffer, cook, laundress, house keeper, grocery shopper and now seamstress. I'm honing my skills. My wife says she's not going to trade me in for a newer model. That's nice. I feel needed. To explain to anyone silly enough to read my ramblings....I'm (sort of)retired. My wife still teaches but she has macular degeneration - she can't drive. So I took over the role of "chief cook and bottle washer." It's an experience and you're learning every day.  Got to go check on the wash. Bye for now.
    540 Posted by Mary Grace
  • I did some sewing and ended up with two skirts. The "nice" one hangs just below my knees. The other is a mini and hangs just below my crotch - a bit drafty. So, naturally, I wore the mini yesterday...along with a ginchy pair of tights. I don't think "ginchy" has a meaning anymore. "Over the top" or "Way out" or some expression giving the feeling I had about wearing those tights. They're patterned -diamond shape in all colors...neat (as we used to say). I'm getting pretty good at the sewing machine. I can add that to my resume - chauffer, cook, laundress, house keeper, grocery shopper and now seamstress. I'm honing my skills. My wife says she's not going to trade me in for a newer model. That's nice. I feel needed. To explain to anyone silly enough to read my ramblings....I'm (sort of)retired. My wife still teaches but she has macular degeneration - she can't drive. So I took over the role of "chief cook and bottle washer." It's an experience and you're learning every day.  Got to go check on the wash. Bye for now.
    Mar 23, 2009 540
  • 21 Mar 2009
    Yesterday I typed out a wonderful piece about labels. I then tried to transfer it from Word to here and it didn't work- I lost my patience and dumped it.Anyhow, the gist of it was that I don't like labels but I don't have any suggestions for an alternative. If we just labeled ourselves as TG (transgender) that wouldn't explain how far along in "transgendering" we were. Maybe a points scale - like CD+5 or something of that nature. A fully transitioned individual would be TS while an Admirer would be CD- or -TG. But all that sounds silly.What brought it about was thinking about my being a CD. In my own humble opinion, I believe that I can pass (as long as I keep my mouth shut) so that would make me a little more that just a beginner CD. I've met CDs who are far more along than I. Some live fully en femme and some live en femme when they're not at work. I've also met CDs who are transitining but don't consider themselves TS yet. So, labels really don't tell the whole story. I've also met lesbians who are very comfortable with CDs. But then again, I've never had any problem with gays or lesbians - some of my best friends are of that persuason.I guess my point is that we should all do our own thing - whatever our comfort level is, is right for us. Too bad the world doesn't feel the same.Well for someone who doesn't like labels I certainly have peppered this piece with labels.
    653 Posted by Mary Grace
  • Yesterday I typed out a wonderful piece about labels. I then tried to transfer it from Word to here and it didn't work- I lost my patience and dumped it.Anyhow, the gist of it was that I don't like labels but I don't have any suggestions for an alternative. If we just labeled ourselves as TG (transgender) that wouldn't explain how far along in "transgendering" we were. Maybe a points scale - like CD+5 or something of that nature. A fully transitioned individual would be TS while an Admirer would be CD- or -TG. But all that sounds silly.What brought it about was thinking about my being a CD. In my own humble opinion, I believe that I can pass (as long as I keep my mouth shut) so that would make me a little more that just a beginner CD. I've met CDs who are far more along than I. Some live fully en femme and some live en femme when they're not at work. I've also met CDs who are transitining but don't consider themselves TS yet. So, labels really don't tell the whole story. I've also met lesbians who are very comfortable with CDs. But then again, I've never had any problem with gays or lesbians - some of my best friends are of that persuason.I guess my point is that we should all do our own thing - whatever our comfort level is, is right for us. Too bad the world doesn't feel the same.Well for someone who doesn't like labels I certainly have peppered this piece with labels.
    Mar 21, 2009 653
  • 16 Mar 2009
    Happy Saint Patrick's Day As I sit here typing I think about my celebrating St. Patrick's Day in the past. In High School (grades 9 - 12) I couldn't march down 5th Avenue, NYC because I wasn't tall enough. The principal wouldn't allow any boys under 6 foot to march. So I got the day off school instead. The one year I went to college in NYC I marched and then hung out in a bar the rest of the day. Those were the good old days when you could drink in bars if you were 18 years old. We didn't worry about drunk driving because none of us had automobiles. We sang a lot in the streets. The Irish cops didn't bother us - luckily. When I was living in San Francisco, a gentleman named "Conn Murphy"(could you get anymore Irish than that?) was Chief of Police. In an interview on TV he was asked "What would be the worst day for keeping the city safe?" He replied "St. Patrick's Day on a Friday with a full moon."I went out one St. Patty's evening and the crowd at the local Irish Pub (in San Francisco) had overflowed into the street. I couldn't get anywhere near the bar tender. So I went back to my apartment and drank a few beers.It sounds like I'm a drunk - well I was a civilized wino for a while. Recently I had to give up drinking Irish Whisky. It tasted great but I was losing too many memory brain cells. So, currently I drink Scotch and soda, and limit myself to two drinks. Such a sacrifice... Since leaving the west coast  I haven't been as adventurous as I used to be - guess I'm maturing.Anyway   HAPPY SAINT PATRICK'S DAY
    528 Posted by Mary Grace
  • Happy Saint Patrick's Day As I sit here typing I think about my celebrating St. Patrick's Day in the past. In High School (grades 9 - 12) I couldn't march down 5th Avenue, NYC because I wasn't tall enough. The principal wouldn't allow any boys under 6 foot to march. So I got the day off school instead. The one year I went to college in NYC I marched and then hung out in a bar the rest of the day. Those were the good old days when you could drink in bars if you were 18 years old. We didn't worry about drunk driving because none of us had automobiles. We sang a lot in the streets. The Irish cops didn't bother us - luckily. When I was living in San Francisco, a gentleman named "Conn Murphy"(could you get anymore Irish than that?) was Chief of Police. In an interview on TV he was asked "What would be the worst day for keeping the city safe?" He replied "St. Patrick's Day on a Friday with a full moon."I went out one St. Patty's evening and the crowd at the local Irish Pub (in San Francisco) had overflowed into the street. I couldn't get anywhere near the bar tender. So I went back to my apartment and drank a few beers.It sounds like I'm a drunk - well I was a civilized wino for a while. Recently I had to give up drinking Irish Whisky. It tasted great but I was losing too many memory brain cells. So, currently I drink Scotch and soda, and limit myself to two drinks. Such a sacrifice... Since leaving the west coast  I haven't been as adventurous as I used to be - guess I'm maturing.Anyway   HAPPY SAINT PATRICK'S DAY
    Mar 16, 2009 528
  • 06 Mar 2009
    I get this feeling every now and then that I'm waiting for something to happen. I don't know what but I have this feeling. It's not an itch. It's like I'm waiting for a party to start. I've got to talk this over with my wife. It's like something new is coming into our lives. I think I'm ready for winter to be over. Strange - not funny strange - just weird strange. It's like waiting for the other shoe to drop - as the old saying goes.I hope I'll recognize it when it happens.
    708 Posted by Mary Grace
  • I get this feeling every now and then that I'm waiting for something to happen. I don't know what but I have this feeling. It's not an itch. It's like I'm waiting for a party to start. I've got to talk this over with my wife. It's like something new is coming into our lives. I think I'm ready for winter to be over. Strange - not funny strange - just weird strange. It's like waiting for the other shoe to drop - as the old saying goes.I hope I'll recognize it when it happens.
    Mar 06, 2009 708
  • 12 Feb 2009
    I'm not sure if "What ever" is correct or "whatever" is. Oh well, life goes on. Seems like money goes out quicker than it comes in. I'm working three days this week - I'm supposed to be retired - yeah sure! Well tomorrow is "Friday the 13th" - big deal - I might go "Goth" but I won't paint my face like "some person"- I'll just wear dark eye makeup - he he.Saturday is Valentine's Day - whoopee. I get to wear red - from skin out. Golly gee - I don't have any red shoes - a pair like Dorothy's would be appropriate - would click my heels too. I'm told I live in a fantasy world - hey - life's what you make of it. There's only so much you can control - and it better be yourself. I do my best to avoid controversy - by controversy I mean never ending arguments- everyone had an opinion, feeling or belief which they defend to death. That goes for religion and politics and now it has gotten into the TG world. I don't have problems with crossdressers, transexuals or homosexuals(either sex). I do my damness to be open minded with everyone I meet. That doesn't mean I have to accept them as friends but it does mean that they have a right to be respected and treated courteously. Maybe, I'm strange-different-whatever. I'm happy within myself and I guess I'd like everyone else to be happy.And now jump off the soap box - Gracie - and don't fall on your face.
    658 Posted by Mary Grace
  • I'm not sure if "What ever" is correct or "whatever" is. Oh well, life goes on. Seems like money goes out quicker than it comes in. I'm working three days this week - I'm supposed to be retired - yeah sure! Well tomorrow is "Friday the 13th" - big deal - I might go "Goth" but I won't paint my face like "some person"- I'll just wear dark eye makeup - he he.Saturday is Valentine's Day - whoopee. I get to wear red - from skin out. Golly gee - I don't have any red shoes - a pair like Dorothy's would be appropriate - would click my heels too. I'm told I live in a fantasy world - hey - life's what you make of it. There's only so much you can control - and it better be yourself. I do my best to avoid controversy - by controversy I mean never ending arguments- everyone had an opinion, feeling or belief which they defend to death. That goes for religion and politics and now it has gotten into the TG world. I don't have problems with crossdressers, transexuals or homosexuals(either sex). I do my damness to be open minded with everyone I meet. That doesn't mean I have to accept them as friends but it does mean that they have a right to be respected and treated courteously. Maybe, I'm strange-different-whatever. I'm happy within myself and I guess I'd like everyone else to be happy.And now jump off the soap box - Gracie - and don't fall on your face.
    Feb 12, 2009 658
  • 04 Feb 2009
    That's a song which Mr.Rogers used to sing. I never got to see much of his show on PBS - I was always working or going to school. But it seemed like a worthwhile show.I was wondering ... With the ecomony in "depression" will the money run out for making "stupid" movies and TV shows? There seems to be an awful lot of junk (my personal opinion) on the airways - I can't talk about going to movie theaters since I don't do that. I usually wait for the DVD to be released, then I can watch it at home. We were out of town a few weeks ago and the hotel had more "junk" in their selection of movies. We found one out of about 30 worth watching.There was an expression some years back that TV was "bubble gum" for the eyes. Currently I don't think TV rates that comparison- it's more like used bubble gum. That reminds me - I miss chewing bubble gum. I used to own a motorhome, one with the big front window. I'd drive along and amuse myself by blowing chewing gum bubbles - living dangerously....wow. Golly gee, I did all kinds of things to amuse myself. There was a "hole in my soul" as the ABBA song said. Luckily that hole isn't there anymore.That's enough of that - I'm becoming maudlin.
    571 Posted by Mary Grace
  • That's a song which Mr.Rogers used to sing. I never got to see much of his show on PBS - I was always working or going to school. But it seemed like a worthwhile show.I was wondering ... With the ecomony in "depression" will the money run out for making "stupid" movies and TV shows? There seems to be an awful lot of junk (my personal opinion) on the airways - I can't talk about going to movie theaters since I don't do that. I usually wait for the DVD to be released, then I can watch it at home. We were out of town a few weeks ago and the hotel had more "junk" in their selection of movies. We found one out of about 30 worth watching.There was an expression some years back that TV was "bubble gum" for the eyes. Currently I don't think TV rates that comparison- it's more like used bubble gum. That reminds me - I miss chewing bubble gum. I used to own a motorhome, one with the big front window. I'd drive along and amuse myself by blowing chewing gum bubbles - living dangerously....wow. Golly gee, I did all kinds of things to amuse myself. There was a "hole in my soul" as the ABBA song said. Luckily that hole isn't there anymore.That's enough of that - I'm becoming maudlin.
    Feb 04, 2009 571
  • 27 Jan 2009
    Yesterday was foggy all day. Today the fog has moved to a higher altitute but it's still a dark dull day. The SUV and pickup drivers are driving "stupid" as usual. But at least they have their lights on. I've never seen a community of bad drivers as are here. Maybe it's my artistic education or just a lifetime of learning. On a gray day, there is no depth perception. Everything flatens out - especially gray toned automobiles. Leaving the lights off make the auto disappear into the background.. Naturally, on a bad day the police are in hiding.Why is it bothering me this morning, you ask? Because when these stupid drivers have a wreck they take out other autos, killing innocent people. And more important, my wife and I could be one of those innocents.Otherwise things are ok this morning. I go do my aquatic aerobics shortly. That helps - I'm still on the diet and paying attention ie keeping a log of what I eat. Life goes on.My only concern is what to do after I reach perfection.
    542 Posted by Mary Grace
  • Yesterday was foggy all day. Today the fog has moved to a higher altitute but it's still a dark dull day. The SUV and pickup drivers are driving "stupid" as usual. But at least they have their lights on. I've never seen a community of bad drivers as are here. Maybe it's my artistic education or just a lifetime of learning. On a gray day, there is no depth perception. Everything flatens out - especially gray toned automobiles. Leaving the lights off make the auto disappear into the background.. Naturally, on a bad day the police are in hiding.Why is it bothering me this morning, you ask? Because when these stupid drivers have a wreck they take out other autos, killing innocent people. And more important, my wife and I could be one of those innocents.Otherwise things are ok this morning. I go do my aquatic aerobics shortly. That helps - I'm still on the diet and paying attention ie keeping a log of what I eat. Life goes on.My only concern is what to do after I reach perfection.
    Jan 27, 2009 542
  • 24 Jan 2009
    well - finally got this thing to work - yesterday I couldn't get the "tool bar" to show. My type color was invisible - I wonder if that's a sign.Anyway what I wanted to put into writing was my frustration with my diet. As the doctor told me "something's not right."  I have to tighten my scheculd so that I'm not waisting my time. Stick to the diet and don't cheat.  I have to lose 22 lbs - or a little over one and a half stone. If I stay cool I can do it. No big deal!Red is my favorite color (colour)- not only en femme but in drab. Red designates courage, love, strength and loyalty. Sure it's the color of blood but only if the blood hits the air. Otherwise blood is any where from blue to purple.  Blue and purple are ok but they don't have te character of RED.How come I use the British spelling and refer to "stone" every once in a while? - good question. I think I envy my British friends. They do have some advatages I don't have. They live in a small country - have rapid transit(on occasion)and meet up with their friends when the spirit moves them. I live in an area where I'd have to travel a hundred miles to meet up with trannies. Being we live in what's called "red neck country" we have to be careful, very careful. Dallas and Houston have a liberated attitude but the other communities are stuck in the 18th century. I truly beleive we'd be burned at the stake or lynched. That's a terrible way to live but that's the way it is. I can dress at home but don't step outside.Why am I writing this? Because it bothers me.
    650 Posted by Mary Grace
  • well - finally got this thing to work - yesterday I couldn't get the "tool bar" to show. My type color was invisible - I wonder if that's a sign.Anyway what I wanted to put into writing was my frustration with my diet. As the doctor told me "something's not right."  I have to tighten my scheculd so that I'm not waisting my time. Stick to the diet and don't cheat.  I have to lose 22 lbs - or a little over one and a half stone. If I stay cool I can do it. No big deal!Red is my favorite color (colour)- not only en femme but in drab. Red designates courage, love, strength and loyalty. Sure it's the color of blood but only if the blood hits the air. Otherwise blood is any where from blue to purple.  Blue and purple are ok but they don't have te character of RED.How come I use the British spelling and refer to "stone" every once in a while? - good question. I think I envy my British friends. They do have some advatages I don't have. They live in a small country - have rapid transit(on occasion)and meet up with their friends when the spirit moves them. I live in an area where I'd have to travel a hundred miles to meet up with trannies. Being we live in what's called "red neck country" we have to be careful, very careful. Dallas and Houston have a liberated attitude but the other communities are stuck in the 18th century. I truly beleive we'd be burned at the stake or lynched. That's a terrible way to live but that's the way it is. I can dress at home but don't step outside.Why am I writing this? Because it bothers me.
    Jan 24, 2009 650
  • 13 Jan 2009
    My bride and I live in a nice small house. You could call it a cottage, actually. She used to be an interior decorator before her eyesight went bad but she still has an eye for color and arrangements. She made a front door decoration for Xmas, used limbs from the Xmas tree and some artificial fruit for accent. I was passing through the front hall one morning and spotted a wild turkey at our front door(outside naturally). The poor bird was trying to figure out how to get the fruit. He finally gave up and went on his way. My other amusing tale is about our kitchen. It's small. You might call it a "pullman kitchen" or a "butler's pantry" - I've seen "butler's pantries" which were bigger. It does have space for two thin people in it - back to back. I've seen four people try to work in it without screeming at each other. There usually is a lot of "excuse me"being said. Well, to make a short story shorter. My bride and I were cooking last weekend. I reached in front of her to get something (I don't remember what) and suddenly she called me "bitch." Then she said "there's only room for one woman in this kitchen." I've been trying to analyse that ever since. Is she accepting my femme side more? Am I getting bitchy? Was she conscious of calling me bitch, at the time? My reaction was to laugh and apologise. She got over whatever ticked her off. Life goes on in our little home.
    593 Posted by Mary Grace
  • My bride and I live in a nice small house. You could call it a cottage, actually. She used to be an interior decorator before her eyesight went bad but she still has an eye for color and arrangements. She made a front door decoration for Xmas, used limbs from the Xmas tree and some artificial fruit for accent. I was passing through the front hall one morning and spotted a wild turkey at our front door(outside naturally). The poor bird was trying to figure out how to get the fruit. He finally gave up and went on his way. My other amusing tale is about our kitchen. It's small. You might call it a "pullman kitchen" or a "butler's pantry" - I've seen "butler's pantries" which were bigger. It does have space for two thin people in it - back to back. I've seen four people try to work in it without screeming at each other. There usually is a lot of "excuse me"being said. Well, to make a short story shorter. My bride and I were cooking last weekend. I reached in front of her to get something (I don't remember what) and suddenly she called me "bitch." Then she said "there's only room for one woman in this kitchen." I've been trying to analyse that ever since. Is she accepting my femme side more? Am I getting bitchy? Was she conscious of calling me bitch, at the time? My reaction was to laugh and apologise. She got over whatever ticked her off. Life goes on in our little home.
    Jan 13, 2009 593