Wow, what a day!

Today you could say was one of those days that just happens. I wanted to
do my nails for the holiday since we are going away for a few days and I
will be Heather the whole time. I decided to wear my jeans with the
laces down the side, a top that looks like a short sleeve over a long
sleeve with a big heart on front and my maryjanes.

I went to the nail salon and it was pretty busy so I had to wait a bit.
After my nails were filled, I had them polish and do some nail art for a
change since I actually get to enjoy it for 4 days. While I was sitting
there letting the polish dry I was chatting with a pair of teenage girls
who I don't think knew I was a guy. After they were done another older
woman (OK, my age) was sitting across from me. She commented on how she
hated waiting for the polish to dry and that started the conversation.
She commented on how she loved my hair color and wanted to know what
color it was (I had on my auburn wavy wig). When I told her this wasn't
my natural hair color she said she was amazed, it looked so natural. I
never told her it was a wig (a synthetic wig at that) and she thought it
was my natural hair. I ended up chatting with her and another woman for
the next 20 minutes or so. I can honestly say that I passed 100%. They
didn't suspect a thing.

Next I went to the salon where my wife was getting her hair done. I
should also mention that Joe also uses this same salon (same girl even).
I went to pick up my daughter before she got out of hand. When I walked
over to where my wife was the girl looked right at me and said hi, and
had one of those "i know you from somewhere" looks on her face. I was
there for a few minutes then left. on the way out my daughter called me
"dada". That's when it hit home and she got one of those looks that
said a lightbulb turned on..... She told the girl at the front counter
and she said out loud "oh my god". They had finally figured out who I
was. The girl that wahes the hair still didn't get it and commented on
the fact that Joe hadn't been in for a haircut in a while. The girl
doing my wife's hair said "did you see her friend?". The girl finally
realized what all the fuss was about. She said I looked totally
passable. The girls at the salon said I looked great. It should be
interesting the next time Joe goes for a haircut. I need to remember
some of Heather's cards... :)
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One of those moments we all fear

Tonight we went out for dinner and I was dressed in a white long sleeve
top, brown short sleeve over it, brown skirt, black leggings.. very
girly. While we're eating dinner, someone who has known me since I was a
kid sits at the booth next to ours. I kept watching him to see if he
recognized me, but no sign at all. We finished our dinner and when we
left he still did not recognize me. :)
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I must have been a good girl.....

I must have been a good girl the last year. I got a whole bunch of great
stuff from my wife this year. I got an "H" pendant necklace, several
earring/necklace sets, shoes, 2 bottles of perfume, and 2 Geisha dolls
(see the site background for the photo), a portable 3 pane makeup mirror
(pretty neat, folds up), an ultrasonic jewelry cleaner, and some other
things. :) I think the Geisha dolls & the "H" pendant are my favorites
though. My wife bought me the dolls to remind me of the image I am
trying to present every time I am Heather. She definitely knows me! :)

The Present

Two men, both seriously ill, occupied the same hospital room.

One man was allowed to sit up in his bed for an hour each afternoon to
help drain the fluid from his lungs.His bed was next to the room ' s
only window.

The other man had to spend all his time flat on his back.

The men talked for hours on end.
They spoke of their wives and families, their homes, their jobs, their
involvement in the military service, where they had been on
vacation.

Every afternoon, when the man in the bed by the window could sit up, he
would pass the time by describing to his roommate all the things
he could see outside the window.

The man in the other bed began to live for those one hour periods where
his world would be broaden ed and enlivened by all the activity
and color of the world outside.

The window overlooked a park with a lovely lake.
Ducks and swans played on the water while children sailed their model
boats. Young lovers walked arm in arm amidst flowers of every color and
a fine view of the city skyline could be seen in the distance.

As the man by the window described all this in exquisite details, the
man on the other side of the room would close his eyes and imagine
this picturesque scene.

One warm afternoon, the man by the window described a parade passing by.

Although the other man could not hear the band - he could see it in his
mind ' s eye as the gentleman by the window portrayed it with
descriptive words.

Days, weeks and months passed.

One morning, the day nurse arrived to bring water f or their baths only
to find the lifeless body of the man by the window, who had died
peacefully in his sleep.
She was saddened and called the hospital attendants to take the body away.

As soon as it seemed appropriate, the other man asked if he could be
moved next to the window. The nurse was happy to make the switch, and
after making sure he was comfortable, she left him alone.

Slowly, painfully, he propped himself up on one elbow to take his first
look at the real world outside.
He strained to slowly turn to look out the window besides the bed.

It faced a blank wall.

The man asked the nurse what could have compelled his deceased roommate
who had described such wonderful things outside this window.

The nurse responded that the man was blind and could not even see the wall.

She said, "Perhaps he just wanted to encourage you."

Epilogue:

There is tremendous happiness in making others happy, despite our own
situations.

Shared grief is half the sorrow, but happiness when shared, is doubled.

If you want to feel rich, just count all the things you have that money
can't buy.

"Today is a gift, that is why it is called
The Present."
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Another great night out

Well, last night we got together with Louise & Millie for a nice dinner
out. I have this red sweater that sits wide on the shoulders that I have
been dying to wear so I wore it with a below the knee leather skirt,
stockings and strappy heels. I also wore an earring/necklace set that my
wife got me for my birthday for the first time. I even used a fancy
silver hair clip to pull my bangs together behind my head (the bangs on
my long wig are below my chin). I thought that I looked really classy,
probably better than I have managed to do in the past even.

We headed to Louise & Millie's around 6pm and then headed to a great
Italian restaurant where Louise knows the owner. While we were waiting
to be seated Louise introduced me to a few people at the bar that she
knows. There was one drunk guy that wanted to marry me. Needless to say
he was disappointed when I said "I think my wife might have an objection
to that". LOL The bartender said "You're married?" I told him that I
was. He asked if she accepted me for who I was and I told him I was. His
reply was priceless. He said "You have the most wonderful wife in the
world."

We had a great dinner with some of the best calamari I have ever had.
Afterwards we headed over to Harrah's for some entertainment. It was
nice to have the security guards greet us with "Good evening ladies". as
we walked by. Inevitably, at one point I needed to use the ladies' room.
I headed on over and didn't notice anyone noticing me as I walked right
into the ladies' room (right past the front desk, mind you). I did my
business, touched up my makeup and headed on back to where we were
sitting. It felt great to be out among so many people and no reactions
from anybody. Some people knew who we were, and Louise talked to some
people at the table next to us, but they had no issues with us at all.
It was a great evening out with some good friends....
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Steam Trek?

This is worth the watch....

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6Y39gHihP74

Its funny how tastes change over time

Today I had to go to my dr's office to pick up a referral. I wore a
white long sleeve top with purple short sleeve sweater (loose knit) over
it, short dark grey crushed velvet skirt, black leggings and sneakers.
Now, 2 years ago I would have been in a fancy blouse, dressy skirt,
stockings and spiked heels. It is amazing how much of a difference a
couple of years of getting out can make. I have learned that to pass (be
accepted, same thing), I need to look as GG as possible. Even a year ago
I never would have thought of something like this for a day out, but now
I dress down all the time when out around town. I stopped by walmart
after the dr to pick up some more makeup and noticed a few guys smiling
at me as I walked by. Of course I returned the smile. Was I read? maybe,
but I was accepted. Acceptance is really what matters most when getting out.
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Man purses again

This has become a favorite topic for me again. As many of you know I do
carry a purse in guy mode most of the time with little reaction from
anyone. Today we went out for breakfast to IHOP. I still hadn't moved my
stuff from my "girl" purse to my "guy" purse so I just grabbed my "girl"
purse (in guy mode mind you) and out the door we went. The purse was a
smallish bluejean looking leather purse with some external pockets and a
short shoulder strap, hobo length. We went to IHOP and had our breakfast
and I didn't see any obvious reactions to it. I'm sure people thought I
was strange carrying a purse but I did not see any reactions to it.
Nobody ran screaming from the restaurant, etc.
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Getting out for the day

Well, today I had a Heather day. I wore one of the new Christmas shirts
that my wife got me with jeans and sneakers. I went to get my nails
done. After that I went to Kohl's and my wife & daughter joined me. We
spent about 3 hours shopping (which I find funny, in guy mode I wouldn't
spend 20 minutes shopping). I got a few new things or me and some
Christmas gifts. All in all, no incidents and if I was read, I didn't
see it.
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hotornot

well, after 370 votes my second photo topped out at 7.7. Not too shabby.
Better than 74% of the women there. :) I uploaded another photo, it
should go live soon.
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Why it's good to marry a cross dresser

Friday night my wife had her office christmas party. She wanted to look
good and when she was ready to do her makeup, she asked me to make her
up. This is only the second time I have helped her with makeup to date.
I had her do her foundation and then I went to work. She wanted a good
evening look so I decided on 2 shades of grey for her eyeshadow since
she likes the smoky look. I used black gel eyeliner and a brush and
didn't go for a hard line, but rather a blend into the eyeshadow and a
little blurry line on the lower lids. A little pink blush and a bold
pink lipstick and she was all set to go. She got quite a few compliments
on her makeup that night. It made me feel good. If only they knew who
the makeup artist really was... LOL
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We are everywhere!!!!

I keep telling people that there are far more crossdressers out there than you may think. Today I proved it.

Well, today I had to run some errands so I went with the working mom look. Black knee length skirt, pink cami, black sweater, white tights and a pair of black pumps. In case you are wondering I do like to detail some of my outings because I remember what it was like to be too afraid to walk out of the house as Heather. I always hope that my detail will help someone walk out their front door.

I went to the bank first to drop some stuff off at the safe deposit box. I walked in and headed to the area where the vault is. A bank person came over to help me and I told her I needed to access my safe deposit box. I had to wait while the lady working the vault finished with another customer then the girl took me in and said "She needs to access her safe deposit box." It always makes me feel good when I am treated like any other woman. I don't know if he read me or not, but there was no indication thats he did.

Next I headed to Walmart to pick up a few things. I should note that my dad's truck was in the parking lot so I know he was there. I managed to not see him while I was there so for those who are afraid you'll run into someone you know, remember this one. Of course I had to look at the shoes while I was there.

While browsing the shoes I caught a guy in the corner of my eye. Now let em describe this guy. He was your typical works hard for a living kind of guy. Goatee, long scraggly ponytail, over sized sweatshirt, baggy jeans that are too long for him, sneakers and a baseball cap. He looked like the kind of guy that works in construction or drives a dump truck for a living. Well, I caught him taking his shoe off and putting it back on, I think he wanted to try some shoes on. What caught my attention (other than the fact that we were in the women's shoe section) was that he was wearing black stockings. He was a crossdresser. This just proves what I have been saying all along. There are far more of us than you might think.

Some interesting statistics from the 2000 census for my town:

General Characteristics	Number	Percent	U.S.
Total population	15,528	100.0	100%
Male	7,438	47.9	49.1%
Female	8,090	52.1	50.9%
Under 5 years	902	5.8	6.8%
18 years and over	11,053	71.2	74.3%
65 years and over	1,834	11.8	12.4%

So based on this, if you use the accepted 1% figure for male crossdressers, there should be 74 in this town alone. If you use a more believable 5% figure, there are 372 of us in town. This doesn't count the surrounding towns.

We are everywhere! maybe even living next door to you!


NJ census figures:

	People QuickFacts	New Jersey	USA

	Population, 2000	8,414,350	281,421,906
	Persons under 5 years old, percent, 2005	6.7%	6.8%
	Persons under 18 years old, percent, 2005	24.8%	24.8%
	Persons 65 years old and over, percent, 2005	13.0%	12.4%
	Female persons, percent, 2005	51.3%	50.7%

This means there are 40,978 of us in NJ (or 204,888 if you use 5%). In the US, 1,387,409 (or 6,937,049 if you use 5%).

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new hotornot photo

I posted a new photo. The last one got a 7.9 out of 349 votes.. not too
shabby for a crossdresser.. :)
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Passing thoughts....

Last night I went to Georgie's in Asbury Park with my wife and another
TG friend. We haven't had a chance to get out there for a while. I was
Heather, but was the only one dressed last night. We went out to dinner
on our way out and it was nice to be totally accepted at the diner. Once
we got to Georgie's it was still a bit quiet so we got seats at the bar.
Georgie's is a very accepting gay bar so we knew we wouldn't have any
issues there. It felt kind of strange being the only "girl" there last
night, not that I'm complaining mind you. It just seemed strange because
every other time we have been there I have been with a group of the
"girls". There was one FTM there who wasn't with our group though. A
little while later another CD and her wife showed up to join us. I was
still the only one who wasn't in guy mode.

I kept getting compliments on my boots from some of the GGs. Since it
was cold I went with jeans, my white boots, a pullover top and purple
hoodie sweater. I don't think I could have looked more GG last night.
Keep in mind that this is a gay bar so the GGS there are almost all
lesbians. I had one GG flirting with me big time every time I would look
in her direction. At one point she got up on the stage (they were doing
karaoke at the bar) and was dancing. She kept trying to drag me up there
to dance with her. A little later another GG walked over to me,
(definitely drunk) and started to talk to me. At one point she put her
arm around me and pulled me close to her and hinted that we should find
somewhere private. I decided that it was time to introduce her to my
wife. It was funny to see the look on her face. She was genuinely
surprised. I think she honestly thought I was another lesbian.

Toward the end of the night a gay guy came over to me and introduced
himself. He took my hand and kissed it. I introduced my wife and he did
the same thing to her. It was odd to say the least since he was
definitely oh so gay. My wife informed me that the first time he walked
by me he definitely didn't read me. It took a few more times before he
finally realized I was not a GG.

So I was hit on by at least 2 lesbians and a gay guy. It was a strange
night to be sure. I think I should go to Georgie's more often as the
only "girl" and see if anything like this happens again.. LOL
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