So, I've spent more days than not in the last two weeks in "Host Mode." Basically, trying to be a gracious host, socially mingle, present stuff to groups, and the like. Today was the last of those days for a while.
While I'm not an introvert, and can maybe be a tad overbearing as an extrovert, I do need to "recharge" on my own to recover. I've not had that chance these last two weeks. But now that I'm done, I can rest.
Don't get me wrong, I enjoyed doing it all. But I'm not just out of spoons, I'm out of forks, butterknives and all I have left are the steak knives, chopsticks and soup spoons.
Literally and mentally. 🙂
I couldn't find a bakery in Vancouver that makes milk bread exactly the way I like it -- so I bought a bread cookbook in Japanese, Google Translated my way through it, tweaked the recipe to work with the ingredients I could get here, and started baking bread every other week. Today's beautiful batch.
Serious questions for the San Antonians who remember Henry B Gonzales.
What were your impressions of him? What did he do that impressed you, did for you, or (if you didn't agree with him) that at least made you say "Huh. That was a good idea."
Would love to hear from the young who saw his later years, and the older folk who were there at his prime.
And yes, I know he punched a guy out at Earl Abel's. We can leave that one out. ;)
Pictures Before Bed:
Getting some 'me' time. I was kind of getting bored with VR "experiences" when I realized that these environments could literally be total living spaces on their own. So why not just live in a super cute Japanese kawaii train? I mean, I'm already living in a spaceship in Second Life....
I need to find a better movie, though.
Thoughts Before Bed:
Lissa and @Amazonchique are some of the best friends a gal can have. They helped me make some very big decisions today by asking the tough questions and making me really think about those decisions.
Life is about to get a lot more complicated.
Let's get cracking.
After the pride event, I took a quick shower (IT WAS WARM) and headed over to Lissa and Crystals for an after party. And by after party I mean EAT SMOKED MEAT AND COLLAPSE ON THE COUCH.
I was going to treat myself to some ice cream, but my body craved citrus instead. I made sure to give it what it wanted.
Ten months from "Sure, I'll go down there to be there with you" to "We did it."
An incredible ten months of working, managing, guessing and hoping, to this.
Great job everyone. Absolutely great job.
[Thoughts Before Bed]
Getting stuff ready for tomorrow's ribbon cutting/pride event and I'm coming to a realization.
I have a lot of feminine-business clothes.
I have a lot of feminine-around-the-house clothes.
I have a lot of androgynous-nice-casual clothes.
But I don't have any feminine-nice-casual clothes.
I am not really a social person. I go to work. I hang around the house. I go out occasionally. If I need to dress nice for work, I wear the feminine-business clothes. Around the house clothes, is, well, around the house clothes.
But when I go out somewhere, I tend to dress androgynously. I've been the subject of far too many harassments, disturbances, and ejections for being who I wanted to be, that I stopped dressing casually feminine. Not because I felt I should, or wanted to, I just wanted the harassment to stop. It's also the reason I became a "not really social person."
This isn't my first pride. But it is my first in a VERY long time. There will likely be protestors, yeah, but the majority will be other LGBT people who won't do any of the crap I had to deal with. So I could addord to wear something femininely-casual without people making a scene. Tried to put something together to find that those clothes are all gone. Given away as my weight went up or trashed as they wore out.
Now that I'm moving into positions where I need to be in public casually to put in an appearance, I don't have anything to wear that isn't "feminine looking top, jeans and sneakers." I need to get more "feminine-casual" clothes, cause, while I put together something "okay" it's not really great.
Also I got rid of my nice feminine Keds that I hadn't worn in years, and now all I've got are my Big Clunky Sneakers. I coulda used them tomorrow. ;)
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