Over the weekend my painter had another job to do before coming back to mine on Monday. As I went out to great him he says to me "I hear your famous" I tried to play dumb (it' not to hard for me) but I didn't know how he found out.
He said when he was at the other job on Saturday he mentioned he needed to pickup some equipment from a house in Linwood, the clients asked where he was working and he mentioned my name, they dropped the bomb on him, apparently their comments were very positive.
He said, you know what gave you away was your nails, I noticed them the first day but I just wasn't sure and didn't want to say anything inappropriate, he was very comfortable with the whole thing.
My wife and I help other CD's with makeup, photography and escorting them out if needed. Contact me at CuteLouise1@aol.com To start at the beginning of my postings, please scroll down a little till you see the dates on the right side and click at the first (top) date. Thank you
Wednesday, June 25, 2014
Thursday, June 19, 2014
My Painter
This past Monday my painters started working on the outside of my home. I had originally met this person while getting coffee at the local McDonald's, I stopped in after cycling and he was dressed in paint stained clothes, it was obvious he painted, so I asked if he would give me an estimate which turned out very fair compared to other estimates I received, we met a couple times to go over what needed to be done and had set up the scaffolding the week before so he knew me pretty well in my "Lou" persona, which definitely is NOT a "Kodak Moment".
So Monday he comes to start and was parking in my driveway, I asked if he wouldn't mind parking at the curb because my "Twin Sister" was coming over, I was going out in the afternoon to a social event with my wife to meet the new AC Mayor en-fem, I figured I'd break the painters chops because he would still be here when we left.
About 4 PM I come out of my front door to get my mail and he was loading up his truck, as I walked by him (without acknowledging him) he turned from the drivers door and said hello, the paused and looked and said, you almost got me, I looked at him and said, I'm Lou's sister, he looked again and said, OMG, you look exactly alike, I'm Bill the painter, I gave him a sissy limp wrist-ed 2 finger ladylike handshake and had only softened my voice slightly. He asked if "Lou" was in the house because he wanted to give him an estimate on the carpentry work needed, I told him he had gone out and he could talk to him the next day.
The next day I spoke to the painter and commented that my sister told me she met him, he had no comment. I'm going out tomorrow, Friday, and he'll have another chance to meet "Louise" I wonder if he realized who I was and didn't want to say anything.
I'll find out, because I'm a persistent little bitch.
So Monday he comes to start and was parking in my driveway, I asked if he wouldn't mind parking at the curb because my "Twin Sister" was coming over, I was going out in the afternoon to a social event with my wife to meet the new AC Mayor en-fem, I figured I'd break the painters chops because he would still be here when we left.
About 4 PM I come out of my front door to get my mail and he was loading up his truck, as I walked by him (without acknowledging him) he turned from the drivers door and said hello, the paused and looked and said, you almost got me, I looked at him and said, I'm Lou's sister, he looked again and said, OMG, you look exactly alike, I'm Bill the painter, I gave him a sissy limp wrist-ed 2 finger ladylike handshake and had only softened my voice slightly. He asked if "Lou" was in the house because he wanted to give him an estimate on the carpentry work needed, I told him he had gone out and he could talk to him the next day.
The next day I spoke to the painter and commented that my sister told me she met him, he had no comment. I'm going out tomorrow, Friday, and he'll have another chance to meet "Louise" I wonder if he realized who I was and didn't want to say anything.
I'll find out, because I'm a persistent little bitch.
Monday, June 02, 2014
A Wallmart Moment
Hanging by a "walk through" were a couple of interesting looking skirts, one was white with silver accents through it and the other was a pink with black Polka Dots. I usually don't wear skirts but because these were a spandex type blend I knew could pull them up high on me and cover them with a top so I got 2 in a size 6-8 (not my size, but what I wear) my motto in business and when cross-dressing is "If it ain't tight, it ain't right" both comments are somewhat like an aphorisms.Besides, they were only $4.88 each, how could I go wrong.
Apparently my choice was right, I was getting lots of positive compliments, in fact as I was sitting next to a young lady another lady came over to me and gave me a basket of popcorn, whom I didn't know and did not work there, The girl sitting next to me said she did that because you're so beautiful. Even my wife's friend husband come over and gave me a big hug. Another of my (lame quoits) "I turn straight men gay and gay men straight", if you know anything about gay's, they're really not attracted to anything in a dress, other than being friendly, and straight men, well anything can work for some. Anyway, it was a fun night.
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