Well, Christmas at my brothers went pretty well. My daughter had a lot of fun decorating their tree, and then we made marshmallow snowmen while sipping hot chocolate. So what if I didnt get to wear a pretty Christmas dress?

I can't beleive I am still going strong on this story, nor that the words just seem to flow filling the page fast, I haven;t even gotten to the first date yet and Im probably already at 6k words.

My uncle passed this evening from heart failure. He was my dad's second oldest brother and had suffered from the effects of Agent Orange for many years. My problem is this, I want to be there to support my cousins who know I have transitioned and mostly haven't had a problem about it. The rest of my dad's side are the ones I am worried about. They are mostly strict Southern Baptist and Pentecostal and they do not like anything that doesn't conform to their narrow minded view of the world.

So, your follow up chapter is behind schedule? See title of this blog. Get it right, not fast.

BTW the quote is from Gone With the Wind by Margaret Mitchell. The book version gives him a soliloquy that is even better.

The keyword quote is from Alice in Wonderland by Louis Carrol.

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Note: I almost really blew it: I almost used "you're".

If you've followed my occasional ramblings over the past couple of years, you may remember I once embarked on the foolish quest to compose a spreadsheet containing summaries of all the "Bike" episodes, together with some other relevant background information.

PS and I worked together to get the first 1,000 done, then I largely took over until the 1280s whereby my life got busier and I fell behind.

Let me just start by saying, I haven’t abandoned writing :-) I just caught a bad case of real-life recently that just won’t let go. The short version is, I’ve been sick, and my hard drive as well as backup external HDD both died on me, so I’ve been the last two weeks either lying in bed, or drugged out of my gourd on strong cold medicine while simultaneously trying to recover any data that wasn’t backed up online somewhere (Thank GOD all my stories were recently backed up on GDocs or I’d be totally screwed right now :-P)

I have to work all this week, so most likely, I wont get to chapter 4 till next week.

http://www.delish.com/food/recalls-reviews/beach-boys-to-ope...

The article seems uncertain about the nature of the food to be served, though concentrated more on the cutsey titles of songs for the dishes. I thought that given the association with the Beach Boys, all the desert around Vegas, that they would surely sell the Sand-Which-is there! And with the name of the resturant, they could do a good sideline in sex toys -- Good Vibrations ought to sell a lot of those, especially if monogramed!! LOL

Well, I'm going to be stuck in boy mode tonight, as my daughter and I will be going over to my brother's place and helping them trim the tree. It was really nice of them to think of inviting my daughter, so I'll keep the girl stuff to a minimum.

I wrote a story this week which is in the "let it stew" stage. As I should, I used spell check and discovered some alleged mistakes in my writing. One of the sentences I wrote said, "So, I watched him and her together wishing I was her." Spell check said, "...wishing I was she." The disputed word is an object of the sentence fragment, not the subject ("I" is the subject of the fragment). therefore "her" is correct.

Moral: use "Spell Check" but also use your brain. "Spell Check" is only a computer program.

I was reading some of the other blogs yesterday and I read one that seem to get how I feel. I can not remember who exactly it was anymore. I feel like I am a girl in a boy's body, but I do like to have the body I am in at times. So I am not confuse about somethings, but I am confuse on what I discovered about myself. That does not seem right at all. Is it just so I can relax or is it just in my mind. I just do not know at all.

Just got the nook tablet first site i checked out and saved was Bigcloset. Yay now i can read my fav authors on the go!

Just two days after Thanksgiving my main supporter in being transgender died at the age of 67. She had been suffering for fifteen years with work related Asthma and Fibromyalgia. My mother had even supported me when I lost my job by loaning me money to live on while I looked for a new job. My current job is about to run out in January and she had left me enough money to live on for the next couple of years and a house to live in.

I have had a tough week. I started training for my new job with the IRS last Monday and had to take a very difficult test on Thursday to advance in my training. I failed the test and was disqualified for further training. I am once again trying to figure out where to go from here. Added to that, I am being blamed by my mother because we had to sign up for a new phoneline and DSL for my Home Office and we got a bill for that that was far more than the agreed upon amount.We signed up for a bundle plan through AT&T that included the new line, DSL and DirecTV in one plan for $97 a month.

Just got a call from doctor they say I have liver problem and gall stones. Im a bit upset over that. Something called fatty liver.

mistaken girl chapter 4 is up it took awhile to get to moms appearance. never made it to store yet even though its 6 am the next day.

Enjoy

You ever look in the mirror and hate what you see? Do you feel hopeless, like you'll never have a bit of glamour or femininity in your own presentation?

Well, despair not! Or, misery loves company. Or, something. For I have found something that should make every person in that category find some hope.

This photo gallery.

Had another of my patentable weird dreams. This one was about a fictional high school in Malibu known by the nickname of Surfer High. In the dream, I was pitching this as a cable TV show.

One of the exec types says, "I like what you've done there, with the double meaning in the title. It's not a double entendre unless it's dirty, right?"