01/17/09 The Mayor and Louise

As I've mentioned numerous times, I go to my local haunt in Somers Point, NJ. I've met many interesting and some important people there simply because the food, consistency and prices are always very fair which leads to a devoted upscale following, besides, it's just across the causeway from Ocean City, NJ which happens to be a dry town.

Friday the 16th was no different than most Fridays that I've been there. As I was listening to the music and talking with an older couple an elderly gentleman (around 78 yo) approached me and said "there is a spot on the dance floor for another couple", I was very complimented let alone surprised as were the couple I was speaking with. The gentleman asked me to dance 4 times that night.

As the evening was slowing down and the band on break, he came over and asked if I would mind if he sat with me, I would have been rude to deny him, so we talked. He purchased a glass of wine for me. We exchanged pleasantries and exchanged some general information about ourselves. Turns out that he was a vice president for Cigna Insurance company of North America and also a member of the Union League of Philadelphia (google it if you don't know what it is) and also the past mayor of a nearby very exclusive ocean front town, which I'll leave nameless to protect this person.

I felt at this time I had to drop the ball (so to speak) It would have been totally out of my character to present myself as a woman (if he didn't know), besides, I have no idea where he was or wanted to go with this and since he hadn't turned over his life insurance to me, I didn't want to go further. So I said, John, I'm not what you think I am, he replied "you're not a widow", I said not only that, but I'm not a woman either. His response knocked me back a little, he said "I'm drawn to you". I thanked him and said the bar wants to close, he asked if I would mind if he escorted me to my car. He held my arm and hugged me thanked me for an enjoyable evening and said he would be back to dance with me again.

I've been told I'm passable, but I try not to be that pretentious to believe that, I do say I make a nice presentation through.

Louise

Celebrating Life

Many people, including myself (unfortunately) take many things at face value, we may form an opinion just because someone looks or acts a curtain way or their position in life.

The other night, Friday 01/09/09, I was at my favorite haunt. I had met a lady who is on my direct right in the picture, she has always been very kind to me and has introduce many of her friends to me. This past Friday she was "Celebrating Life". I won't get into details, but all of us in the picture has to deal with our own crises or complications in life. Some people need medication, others surgery, others like myself need to become a different persona to get though.

The point is we should never be overly critical in one way or the other from outward appearances.

Friday Night at the Trap

I love going to the Crab Trap, it's about the straightest place in the country and usually no conflicts like last week, anyway, as usual I like to walk around the bar, it's fairly large and possibly 60-70 people will be seated around it.

As I came around on one of my trips there was a middle aged woman who stared at me as I approached her and then swung around as I walked behind her. Being polite I felt I had to introduce myself and asked if she knew me or if we had met before. She said "no" you're just an incredibly beautiful woman. Well I really know better, I may look OK, but I doubt I'm great (maybe I am) I said, but I'm a guy, she repeated herself. Now anyone who has met me knows I don't try to disguise my voice, although I may automatically soften it, so I figured she was just complimenting me about my ability to present my self en femme, but she really thought I was a woman.

I finally convinced her (not the way you want to think) that I was a male and it turned out she was an old costumer of mine (she really changed, LOL), we must have talked an hour and she told me she always had a secret crush on me but I always seemed be be rude towards her. I think the issue I had was I really didn't respect her for her carrying on with different men and her habits and just had no interest. Bottom line was she gave me her phone number to call her anytime. As I always say, I'm just a lesbian but I doubt I'll ever call her.

Louise

So many things happen I forget

A week or so before Christmas Millie and Louise were invited to a house party, the lady was an ex classmate of mine from high school. She was so impressed (blush) with Louise she wanted Louise again at her home, But that's not this story.

As we were getting ready to leave (I was all dressed in a tight red spandex number) our dogs start going crazy (we have 3 Italian Greyhounds), there was a dog about their size a miniature pincher (I had one once) with a little jacket on that read happy "Howodays" and a red collar. He wanted to come in and play, we had no idea where he was from and when we let him in our 3 were on him like "white on rice".

There was no way we were going to keep him in our home and go out, something would have happened, so we called the police and they disclaimed any responsibility, so I figured we'd take him there anyway and just dump him in their laps. The dispatcher finally called animal rescue but said we would need to wait about 20 minutes before they arrived. So I sat with the dog in my lap. All of a sudden cops started arriving at the station and coming in the front door and out from the back, I know they weren't checking the dog out, the dispatcher had called all the cops in to check me out. It was humorous to see the expression on their faces as they tried to make small talk about the dog without laughing. As far as I'm concerned I thought it was great, because little do they know, I know the mayor personally and even have my picture with him as Louise and also the ex city administrator who's father I've known for many, many years.

So many things happen I forget

A

Closed Minds

What's interesting, is it's the so called "straight community" that tends to have the issues, not the alternitive one's. You rarely hear of a gay male or a Lesbian intimidating someone because they don't like their lifestyle, religon or race, but contrary to that, straight people are most often the ones who have those issues. This is a post from 3 of us who experianced from someone his rath of unhappines in his life (whatever it is), possibly, he needs to put a dress on.

Last night I had a chance to go to a local restaurant with two ofthe girls. Everything was going fine, most of the dinner's knew of CuteLouise and had no problem with any of the girls being there as long aswe were respectful of the other dinners. An older gentleman sat besideme and started the 'usual' conversation. "Are you two girls from aroundhere?' 'No? , Well you look lovely" THEN he made Louise. THEN hisattitude did a COMPLETE 360. His first comment..."Is that a MAN?" Isaid 'it's Aunt Louise' He then went on a complete tirade of vulgarlanguage! I said , No, I T's not a sick person, It IS my AUNTLOUISE. I was completely floored! I turned my back on him andcontinued to speak with Louise and Heather. NOW he has made Heather.The tirade gets worst. I now am trying my best not to turn around andget ugly but I don't. As hard as it was....I didn't. We were guests.We were ladies. Finally, the 'gentleman' decides to leave. As he isleaving, his last comment to me was "YOU are a sick mother F*c*er forcoming here with these sick freaks!" I responded with "Well, it was apleasure to meet you" (I was trying very hard to remain civil) Hisresponse was "Well it was NOT a pleasure to me YOU!" He then saidsomething crude to Aunt Louise. (I really didn't hear what) Then stormedout. I thought this world had come SO far with acceptance of anydifferent religions, race and personal choices. It's strange. I guesswe take places like "The Palms" "Georgie's" and "Paradise" for granted.Yes. Georgie's and Paradise are 'gay' clubs. But we have always seemedwelcomed there. The staff at the Palms have little problems with us.We were accepted at the restaurant...But it only took ONE person with aextreme prejudice to CREATE a problem. I was ready to leave. I wantedto cry. We stayed. We talked to some of the 'regulars' who had noissues with 'us'. But honestly..the night was kind of blown for me.I'm not going to be in a huge hurry to go back there.


Well, last night Louise invited us to go out with her to one of her > regular haunts, so we figured why not? We arranged for a babysitter > (camp Grandma) and got ourselves ready to go out. Since it was more of a > casual place, I decided to go with jeans, boots, and a form fitting top > along with my really long brunette wig. We headed to Louise's to BS with > Millie for a few before heading out for some fun.> > When we got to the bar (and restaurant, it was a bit of a classy place > really), we found a pair of stools along one side of the bar so we sat > down and ordered some wine. It didn't take long to figure out why these > stools were open.. They were right in front of the side door. Every time > someone would go in or out, we'd get hit with a blast of 20-something > degree air. After a few minutes of this, we spotted 2 stools that had > opened up on the far side, so we moved over there. Rain sat to my left, > and there was an older guy to her left eating his dinner. He made small > talk, asking what brought us there, etc. I told him that Aunt Louise > invited us down for a few drinks. He then asked if we were sisters.. LOL > We explained that no, Aunt Louise was more of an adopted aunt than a > real aunt. Up until this point the guy was very friendly and chatty with us.> > About this time, Louise came over to see what we were up to and the guy > quickly realized that Louise was a guy. He started making crude comments > (most of which I couldn't hear). One comment which I caught a piece of > had something to do with "trans" something. I could see that the guy > seemed a bit agitated and Rain turned toward me and started to ignore > the guy. I figured he had some sort of issue with us, but didn't know > what exactly. Rain was getting ready to get the bartender's attention > and maybe get a manager. After a couple of minutes, the guy got up and > said something to the effect of us being sick (expletive deleted). As he > grabbed his food and walked off past Louise (who was standing behind the > stools we were at), he made a comment to Louise something like "You're a > sick &#@&#." Louise got pissed and kind of shoved the guy on the > shoulder to tell him he was being a jerk. The guy repeated his sentiment > again as he turned back to glare at us. I started to get off my stool > and gave the guy one of those looks that says "don't even think about > it". The guy said something else rather crude and I told Louise to let > it go, which thankfully she did. We certainly didn't need a fight at the > bar (not that we would have had a problem, as they know Louise there and > we were not the ones causing trouble). The guy backed down and stormed > off making comments as he left.> > A little bit later, the band took a break and Louise brought the female > singer over to introduce her to us and we chatted for a bit and were > generally having a good time. She was an interesting person and she > loved the fact that we were there as a couple. Rain and her chatted for > a while and we compared clothing sizes (she was smaller than me even)... LOL> > There was a couple that were in town for the weekend and Louise had met > them the night before. At one point she brought Dee over to introduce us > and such then wandered off again. A little bit later I went over to be > social with Louise and had some really good conversation with Dee and > the girl sitting next to her (who, it turns out has a gay brother and > has met some TS friends of his). At one point I went over and literally > dragged Rain over and made her be social. She was pissed about the jerk > earlier and really wanted to leave. I told her to not let one jerk ruin > her night, that the rest of the people were good people. She told them > about what happened and they said that they had seen the guy leave but > didn't know what it was about.> > I'd say we must have spent a good hour and a half talking to the girls > and Dee's husband, who also seemed to be a very decent guy. They all > thought it was great that Louise & I could get out as we were and be > happy. They definitely didn't have any issue with us and even seemed to > like us. Rain's mood seemed to improve a little after talking to them, > but I could see that she wasn't happy about the evening.>


I had asked Rain and Heather to accompany me to a restaurant/lounge that I have patronized for at least 3 years. When I had first gone in (because of my popularity) I was fortunate enough to know a few people there who were kind enough to vouch for me in the event management or someone, like the very unhappy and confused gentleman, were to have an issue.

I do have to accept some of the blame in this experience, and I want to also apologize to Rain especially, and Heather, that I tend to dress "UP" when I go out (I want to be noticed), well I was. Apparently, from Rain's comment about the man's inquiry about me, he needed her verification if I was a male. Of course Heather dressed the way she was and with her build and also sitting was considerable less obvious then I. That was when the "crap hit the fan". I'm don't tend to have the same self control as a lot of people do, as a matter of fact my cycling group nick named me "Bulldog" I won't stand for rudeness or judgmental people as far as this lifestyle goes. I realize it's not the best approach and I risked bringing, not only on myself, but Rain and Heather, or anyone in our lifestyle some scrutiny, but I am reactive and impulsive. As this person walked by me and made his little remark I forearmed him, just enough to make him realize that just because we're men in a dress we're not pussy's. Maybe it was wrong and I'm glad it didn't go further.

Fortunately it pretty much went unnoticed and we were to talk with other more sociable people, who tended to be 180 deg's of the other person and very interested in talking with the 3 of us.

Unfortunately, people all have different (negative) views about a lot of things, if they have a "combative persona" and are controlled by peer groups, or something that caused their thought possesses to not realize everyone has their own baggage, and will take any road to help relieve their pain, or make themselves happy. Another observation from the other night makes me realize, that we and anyone who sees us, loses sight that we are usually very active, reliable, dependable and up standing citizens who pay taxes and rarely cause a burden on society.

I just feel sorry after about 4-5 months of getting my friends to come down for a nice evening they had to be subjected to this type of experience.

Louise