Here it is Sunday and I got up this morning and slapped on my house dress and it has just been a day of house cleaning, dishes and making supper. Last night I went outside and enjoyed the warm air and breeze on my skirt. It is so peaceful to walk out the door and feel the wind blowing my skirt, I love the feeling and many times go out at night to just stand there and feel the wind and cool air blow my skirt around. I cannot describe how nice that feels. I will go out later just to look at the stars and moon and feel the breeze. It is a calm time and I so enjoy it.
Tonight I am making pasta shells with a tomato and cheese sauce. It will be good and I will be a naughty girl and drink one half a glass of wine with it. I am a non drinker and every once in a blue moon feel like some wine. I like a red wine and it goes well with pasta.
I had gone to a town recently where they grow tomatoes and I bought some extra tomatoes and planted the seeds from them in my garden. I will let you know in a few weeks what happens.
My journey to become fully a female is really boring and I like it that way. My doctor asks me if I am gay and I tell him know but he is really not used to having a transgendered patient and he told me I am the first. I wonder why he agreed to take me on as a patient if he did not know what to say to me. I have a feeling my next visit will be better as he may have read up on us. There are always men who want to wear dresses and feel pretty and are sexually turned on by wearing French Maids dresses or rubber dresses but all my things are Wal-Mart and Layne Bryant. I get no sexual feelings from wearing a dress and only feel normal and in place and that is why when you read my blog it is cooking, cleaning and just enjoying the wind. I hope I can have people understand that not all transgendered people just want to be a woman so they can have sex with men. I do not plan on ever doing that.
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