A question...

Although I'm sure there are probably more than the one other Stephanie 'Stevens' that I have found on the net, (Ab) Normal Heights) I picked that last name out of the blue, I needed a last name, it sounded good. Now I'm thinking about going to my real last name. I have no family to embarrass, no cards to be compromised, no accounts to be plundered. The only person I know of with my last name other than me is my wife Patty Lou. I'm the last and there'll be no more! When, or if, I change my name legally, I will only change my first and second name. Steven Gene to Stephanie Jean. So I ask. Does this sound like a good idea or am I missing something that could bite me in the booty?

Stephanie

Sister

Just a quick note. For those of you who followed my blog over at y360, my sister and I patched things up. I acknowledged that I got carried away in my email to her blasting her parties platform, or as she put it, "Got my panties in a wad!" And she assured me that she would never kick me to the curb as I was sure she was going to do. And the best thing is, even throughout this spat, she's treating me as her sister. Way cool, huh!

Stephanie

Think positive...

I guess we all do it at some time, we try not to , but it still happens. We meet someone, and even people that we have known for awhile, and assign a 'can and can't do' profile to them. I get this alot now, and I don't like it. People look at me as if I'm telling lies when I say I could build them a house, overhaul an engine, or weld them a bridge over their pond. I guess they assume I'm using brain matter for the construction of my boobs! Not the case, although I have been told that I'm getting really ditzy lately! Hmmm.... Anyhow ...You would think that I wouldn't judge people because of this, but I do, shame on me. ...I have an apology I will make to two of the ladies (60yr olds) that work in accounting when I see them at work tonight. I was finished with the office cleaning last Thursday, except their cubical since they always work late, and when I look down the long hallway I see them sitting on the floor. I thought they were going through some papers, but when I got closer, I see they were reading the instructions for the assembly of a two drawer filing cabinet, screwdrivers, small wrenches, and parts all layed out. While another woman was taking pics on her cell phone, I joked with them about them going to have parts left over and probably a migrane before they would give up, go home, and attack this undertaking again tomorrow. I told them I would come back in about an hour after the plant cleaning and help if they needed it. I thought they would. Well, when I went back the lights were off, the cabinet was together, and I felt like a fool. And I'm going to tell them just that when I see them tonight. I have found, and told people, that there is nothing that I can't do, and if I would have a problem, I'm smart enough to get help in solving it. I should think that of the rest of the people in this world too, stopping my negativity. ...Think positive!

Stephanie

Transgendered thief...

All of those years that I waited to transition had only one purpose to them, to get to the time when I could transition. Nothing else mattered. I stood on the sideline of life in a drugged and alcoholic stuper waiting. And while I was waiting, a life that I could have been living, maybe even enjoying, passed me by. I didn't go to movies, I didn't go to school functions with my wife and kids, I didn't fish, go bowling, go to fairs, nothing. I stayed home so I could dress, put on makeup, and sit and drink myself into a drunken haze and wait. My wife didn't have a husband and my kids didn't have a father, and I feel so guilty for taking that from them. My waiting to live stole a life that could have been away from them. What a waste. ...There are things that really suck about being transgendered.

Stephanie

TGIF

Yeah! It's Friday! I'm off work for the next two days, and it couldn't come any sooner. I've been having to do a lot of extra cleaning at work, dusting tops of things, vacuuming corners and under desks, doing things that don't get much attention. It's satisfying to know it's done, but it's also a physical workout for an 'ol girl like me. You want to get in shape? Come walk the 5 or so miles I walk, and then the bending and toteing I do every night. You'd think I would lose weight, but I guess my body is used to it, well, other than the extra stuff. Extra moves parts that usually don't get used, and they are hurting! Oh well, I've two days of recovery time before it starts all over again.
I had a laugh at work last night. The two older ladies (60's) in accounting were talking about a meeting they attended. One of them was describing the others that were there as 'strange', all gussied up with long nails, lot's of make-up, hair piled high. I peeked around the corner and asked. "Karen, stranger than me?" "You should be used to strange by now!" They may have peed their panties laughing! You gotta have fun with this tranny thing. It keeps people at eas with you.

I haven't written much about Patty Lou lately, probably because she's been doing great with her diabeties. I guess they finally have her meds at the proper levels so there's been no more seizures or passing out. I still worry every time I know she's on the road driving. She checks her blood sugar level every time she gets behind the wheel, and it's too costly for me to drive her everywhere, so I'll just have to worry until we can move into town closer to work. 3yrs to wait, then I can sell this place. Maybe the housing mess will be better by then. I hope.

I take a bathroom break and overflow the toilet. Just what I want to do on my day away from cleaning toilets, clean a toilet! Jees...

Stephanie

Ta, Da

You knew it was only a matter of time until I'd show up! I'm just fashionably late!

Stephanie