Holly Snow

One Dress

One Dress

by Holly Snow
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December 2024 Change A Life Christmas Story Contest Entry

 

  ‘Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the house,
  Not a creature was sti…. Ooops, wrong story.

  A long time ago, in a state far, far away….

No spoons,

no cutlery of any kind. Not even any dishware. All I've got is an empty can of cat food, metaphorically. Now, not only am I cold all the time, I have a bloody cold. If I lay down, I have a hard time breathing - I have asthma - so I can't sleep very well. I can't wait for winter to be over. Shoot me now.

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I'm not a happy camper

I'm really struggling this winter, it seems I'm back to being severely affected by the cold. Last winter wasn't bad, but this year I am cold all the time again. I have a bad thyroid, which I'm on medication for, and it makes it very hard for me to stay warm. I feel very weak, and have no energy. I have to apologize to anyone who has been wondering what happened to the story that I posted a teaser for, but I've not been able to do much writing. I promise, I haven't abandoned the project. I live in Southern California, so I feel silly complaining about the cold, but there it is.

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First time as Holly at my mother-in-law's

I've been out to my wife, kids and grandkids for a few years now, but my wife's extended family didn't know about my real self - until today. We went to my mother-in-law's for Thanksgiving, as she will probably not be around any more next year. It will be a blessing; she has dementia and is getting very near 100 years old. After talking with my niece, who lives with her and has known about me for a couple of years now, we felt that it would be OK to be me. With my wife's blessing, I went there as myself.

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I'm Just A Woman - lyrics. Not a parody.

I’m Just a Woman

With apologies to the Bee Gees (Sung to the tune of ‘More Than a Woman’ in case you don’t know it)

Oh, girl, I've known you very well
You’re in my mirror every day
I never really looked too good
But now it takes my breath away
Suddenly I am myself
It shows in all I do
And now I’m happy day and night
I’ve no reason to be sad and blue

Here's Jake!

I spent some time with AI, and found that it really has a problem doing the little things. Jake has two different colored eyes, and it took me forever to get that done how I wanted. I went through, quite literally, hundreds and hundreds of images before I found my Jake. https://bigclosetr.us/topshelf/fiction/104259/mister-sister-... Jake face final.jpeg

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Mister Sister - teaser

  I'm not going to post any more than this until the whole story is written, and I'm about halfway through. You will need to have the Bradley Hand ITC font installed for it to display correctly. One thing to note, although it will be clear very early in the story, is that the story is originally from 12-year-old Jake's perspective, and is being read to an audience by 16-year-old Jake.

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My mojo is back!

Or, as Dorothy would say, I've got some spoons again. I was really struggling with the story I'm working on but last night, it started to flow again. I don't know if it was just a difficult transition in the story, or if it was the dreaded 'writer's block' as I'm still very new at this author thing, I'm just glad it is over.

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Had a fun interaction on social media

I was recently in a discussion on line, and I was called a 'snowflake.' Here is what happened:

Holly Snow

Thank you for the wonderful compliment! I am a proud snowflake, unique and beautiful.

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Holly Snow actually, that's a pretty good come back. You got me. Enjoy your day.

I would love for more people to embrace the term 'snowflake,' and respond like this.

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A Life For My Child

July 4, 2023

Sherry crept up to her house, she was off work early and wanted to surprise her son. Her boss didn’t close early very often, so he wouldn’t be expecting her, and she was bringing home some take out. When she opened the door, she saw a girl in a blue chiffon dress go streaking up the stairs. “My son has a girl over? He’s not allowed to have anyone over while he’s home alone, much less a girl!” she thought.

Bobby's Baby

“Mom, I’m home!”

“Bobby, get in here!”

“What Mom?”

“Excuse me?”

“I mean, yes Mom, what do you want?”

“I went to change your bed right now, and I found a baby doll tucked in by your pillow! Where did this come from? Is this the one your cousin Holly couldn’t find when she came to visit the other day? She was heartbroken having to go home without her favorite dolly!”

“Yes, Mom, that is her dol…”

Bobby's Haircut

This one comes soon after "Bobby's Shoes"

“Bobby, sit still!”

“I can’t help it, it itches!”

“Bobby, be reasonable, I haven’t even picked up the clippers, it can’t itch.”

“Mom, I don’t care, can’t we just leave my hair long? It isn’t very long, it barely reaches my collar, there are lots of boys that have hair longer than I do.”

Bobby's Shoes

This one comes first

"Suze, I've got a problem, the sole has come off of my shoes, I can't walk like this."

"Try going to the office, they might have some shoes in the lost and found, maybe you can borrow something from them."

"Good idea," I said as I left to the office, which thankfully wasn't far as my sole flopped around, being only attached at the heel.

"Sorry, Bobby, I'm afraid there aren't any shoes in the lost and found that might fit you," said Mrs. Peterson, the school secretary.

Bobby's Blouse


This one comes before Bobby's Knickers

"Suzy, I can't decide," Bobby whispered.

"Bobby, you don't need to whisper, no one is around. And even if they were, it is 2023 and, at least here in Calfornia, no one cares if you buy a blouse."

"OK Suze, which one, the light blue silky one or the white with roses and lace? I can't afford both of the.... eep!"

Bobby's Knickers

I've got a problem today, I hope that mom understands. I need to get some new underwear.

"Mom, I need some new underwear."

"I don't understand, how can you need new underwear, I bought you new underwear at the beginning of the school year, and it is only November. What have you been doing with them, taking them off and giving them away to boys at your school like in Sixteen Candles?"

"Mooommmm!"

"Well, then, explain it to me how you can need new underwear already."

I have cat scratch fever!

I thought my problems with fatigue and everything else was Covid related, but it turns out I have cat scratch fever, and all of my symptoms match the common symptoms for that. I have started medication for it, and I'm feeling better every day. Cat scratch fever is fairly rare, and in most cases resolves itself, but with my weakened immune system, I have apparently been fighting it for some time now. It can be very serious if untreated for long periods of time, but I have no symptoms of it having reached that point.

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In case anyone wondered, or had noticed I was not around

I'm still around, it has just been too miserable cold for someone with a non-functional thyroid to be able to do much. I'm pretty much recovered from covid, expect for lingering fatigue and lethargy, which doesn't help either. I haven't even had the energy to do any reading here, I spend my days playing mindless time-wasting computer games and watch reruns of my favorite TV shows. Sorry to be such a Debbie Downer, but it isn't any fun to be in my skin. Thanks for reading my maudlin self-pity. Maybe the good Lord will let me not wake up tomorrow morning.

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Joining a club? Chapter 4

When last we saw our intrepid hero:

So now, I am led outside and I can see a little bit but my eyes still hurt, and the entire club is waiting out there! There must be at least a couple of dozen other kids waiting for a bus that’s running late, and I’m trying to hide my face.

“Jackson!” the girls all yell. “Are you okay?” adds a few of them.

I'm taking a bit of a break on "Joining a club?"

I've noticed that I am not consistent in tense, the story wants to be written in first person, every time I try to write in past tense, I end up having to go back and make changes to try and keep it that way, as I change tense part way through. Please be patient with me, I'll have these corrected soon and I think the story will be much improved in the process. I've also become aware I was rushing through it too fast, in spite of knowing where the story is going, I need to take my time to be a better writer.

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Joining a club? Chapter 3 (Revised)

Please note, I've posted a revision to the earlier chapter, with significant changes, and there are significant changes in this one, too.

“Now Jackson, I’m aware of what happened with Ned, and all I can say is, don’t let it bother you, son. Be a tough guy, don’t let him get to you. Now, I’m sure you are a bit upset over that, and I’m willing to help you work off some of that weight. Just let me know if I can help. Now, we’re playing dodge ball today, get out there and show them what you got!” says Coach.

Question regarding "Joining a club?"

I'm really curious, I am getting to the point of being able to write longer chapters, but I would like to know something. Would you like more frequent, shorter chapters or less often, longer chapters? I am able to get out a short chapter everyday so far, as long as I don't have extreme insomnia like I had the last two days, longer ones will probably be less often. I know when I'm reading I prefer longer chapters, but that is mostly because I read way too damn fast. I will post my next chapter sometime today.

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Joining a club? Chapter 2 (Revised)

Please note there is another revision to the first chapter posted, not much changed except correcting the wandering tense. I did make a few significant changes to this one, though

Joining a club? (Re-Revised) chapter 1

I was just about to lose my lunch when I feel an arm snake around my waist, and someone else sit beside me on the bench. Strange, I think, the bullies in this little town usually begin by throwing my stuff in the trash and knocking me around a bit.

“It’s OK Jackson, those girls abuse everyone,” says a soft voice behind me. Turning around, I see several girls I don't know, along with my best friend and neighbor Deanna with her arm around me.

“Are they always like that?” I ask, putting my head back on the picnic table.

Something That I Want

Something That I Want or Magic Me True
Sung to the tune of "From Me To You"
With apologies to The Beatles

Da da da da da dum dum da
Da da da da da dum dum da

Oh, there's something that I want
But there's nothing I can do
Put a spell on me, and make it strong
A girl of me, from you

Give me everything that I want
Like some breasts that's oh so true
Put a spell on me, and make it strong
A girl of me, from you

"My Gender Lament" or yet another song destruction

My Gender Lament

Sung to the tune of "I'm Not Going To Let It Bother Me Tonight

With apologies to The Atlanta Rhythm Section

I fucked up my breakfast this morning
This life just gives me the blues
My gender is a tragedy
There's nothing that I can do

About all this hair and my jaw line
I'm struggling with my sorrow
And living in a danger zone
Might end it all tomorrow

Feeling very sad

I lost my best friend today, I've now outlived all of my friends except the ones I've made here. I do have my family, or I probably would have done something stupid by this time. I have to admit that I'm not sure how much more I can take, my parents are gone, my brother wants nothing to do with me (and it has nothing to do with me being Holly), and now my only friend I could hug is gone. I'm so very afraid of trying to make new friends in my area, I've started dressing full time now and I don't know how well I would be accepted outside of my family.

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I'm in a bad place right now,

I just got over being sick, and I'm sick again. Not Covid, thank God, but I am absolutely miserable - fever just short of 102, coughing, congested and lung just don't feel right. Hurt from head to toe. The big problem, though, is it triggers me since I was deathly ill for most of my childhood, I would get sick and then when I got over that one, I would get sick again days later. What would really upset me is I would cry, which helped me deal with it as it was a good release for all my troubles.

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How can I tell her about me? (Song remake)

How can I tell her about me?
With apologies to Lobo, sung to the tune "How can I tell her about you?"

She knows when I am lonesome
She cries when I am sad
She's up in the good times
She's down in the bad
Whenever I am discouraged
She knows just what to do
But girl,
She doesn't know about you

Update on Gwen Brown

A bit of an update, Gwen's cellulitis is doing better, although she is still quite miserable and the medication is making her very tired. She is on her second course of antibiotics, they would have kept her in the hospital but Covid is using up most of the beds. She would like to thank everyone who messaged her or answered her blog to wish her well. For the time being, I'm going to be a go between to help her be able to rest, so feel free to ask me questions.

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It is raining here in California,

and my cat is not liking this at all, we live in a desert here so he doesn't see this very often. He's at the back door, looking at all the wet and yelling at the rain. Then he turns and yells at me, as if to ask me to turn off the wet. Since that doesn't work, he goes back to yelling at the rain. He desperately wants to go outside, he is a rescue cat who I haven't been able to turn into a stay at home cat, yet.

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With apologies to John Lennon

I recently came out to my wife, and this reworking of John Lennon's "Woman" says just how it went. Amazingly, it takes very little reworking!

Woman

Woman
I can hardly express
My elation for your thoughtfulness
After all, I'm forever in your debt

And woman
I will try to express
My inner feelings and thankfulness
For giving me the freedom of a dress

Ooh-ooh, well-well
Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo
Ooh-ooh, well-well
Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo

Weetabix, now free of shellfish?

I'm from the USA, and ran across a reference to Weetabix, so I looked it up. On Amazon, it is listed for sale and for some strange reason, it is certified allergen free of Abalone? Why in the world would breakfast cereal need to be certified to be shellfish free, and for that matter, why free of just Abalone?

https://www.amazon.com/Weetabix-Cereal-Whole-Grain-Biscuits/...

Here's the link in case you want to take a look.

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