Sunday, September 13, 2009

My Class Reunion














This past Friday night was my "mid" class reunion, I suspect many of our old classmates are dying off and some of the people wanted to see others before we all go beyond.
I can't believe how old everyone looked, I certainly must have graduated about 20 years earlier than them, they really did change.


Our group is very eclectic to say the least, the one person was an FBI agent who has the tan-ish checkered shirt on, the lady with black hair with her arm around me is a psychiatrist, also notice the another one with her hands on my butt (smile). As I was sitting talking with one woman another one sitting next to me just turned and looked at me dead straight in my eye's and said you are absolutely beautiful and I love your nose. They're a few interesting items in her comment, one is I never liked my nose, I definitely was never a "Kodak moment" as Lou and no women ever approached me for any reason when I was in school. I find it so contrary to them where when they and I were in school that we all looked for a hero of some type, i.e. attractive, intelligent, sports jock or someone who was a stand out, I was just Lou, but now as Louise I have no doubt I would have been sought after. But I've been Lou so long I still have my weaknesses and can feel rejected just as easily now as then.


We had no less than 750-800 who I graduated with in my class at Atlantic City High, I did hear mention of one who was a Trans sexual, but I have no idea who or where she is.


This is my 4Th reunion but due to the very small amount of attendees (approximately 25 people) is was easier to communicate with each other, I still don't recognize most of my classmates.

Saturday, August 29, 2009

Something to think about

A surprise

Last Wednesday 08/26/09, I was asked to be at a "mixer" to help organize a support group in the Atlantic City area for the GLBT alliance, I felt honored although I don't consider myself "Transgendered", I think they feel I make the best representation (at least) in my community.
My only claim to the Alternative lifestyle is that I accept everyone, I don't consider myself gay (a brief example) men do absolutely nothing for me, many women don't either, but I keep an open mind and admittedly have seen some CD's who I could be very attracted to, but haven't so called "straight" men (and women) too.
Lets face it, we all have hidden or open agendas but it all boils down to one thing, trying to make ourselves happy without harming others. I personal feel and have said many times (especially after finding Louise) that we are all pressured by peer pressure and want to keep from being ostracized by our friends and family's, but it's a paradox, why would our friends hate us if we want to express ourselves in a way that makes us happy.
THE REST OF THE STORY
After the social, I went to a restaurant/lounge I've been to many times with my wife for karaoke. It was a very small crowd this night about 15 or so people, half knew me the others were new to me.
I sat on the mostly empty side of the bar away from everyone. An older man (about mid late 60's) came in and sat on the far opposite corner next to a young woman (40's) but in plain site of me. He noticed me and started to smile and wink and toast me, he also motioned his head for me to come over. I always smile as Louise, I guess I'm just natural happy when Louise. Finally the woman left, I thought for the evening because he waved me over. I figured he had to realize I was a CD, so I wondered over and as he pulled the stool out for me, he asked "can I help you get up" I am very short, I said I'm fine, his next comment was "you have a fantastic smile and face" I knew where this was going and said in my (Lou deep voice) "THANK YOU" he said YOU'RE a MAN!!!!!!!!!!, get away, I'm not interested. Everyone thought it was pretty amusing, I just didn't need to prove how much of a man I was so I said No Problem.
The really interesting issue here was that the woman came back in and I had moved over nest to another lady they both started to talk with me, he was alone and I kept looking at him, he was a pretty unhappy person. He came in to hookup, and the two better looking women there were more interested in me than him.
Life is a Paradox, Louise

Thursday, August 13, 2009

Motor Vehicles & Inspection

For some reason over the last two years I haven't received the registration for my wife's car. She had to go out to the inspection area so she went to the inspection station only to find out she didn't have a new registration. She went to motor vehicles but we both forgot the car is titled in my name, so the day was wasted.

I dressed early Tuesday and figured I'd go to the agency and take care of the registration and then inspection. As I walked in the one "greater" recognized me from my card I gave her a year ago. She called me ahead of everyone else in line and took care of me, she repeated over and over "I love it". No one else made and notice or comments about my mode. I then I went to the inspection station and it was pretty much the same thing, no comments or even jesters.

Catching up on August 2009

I've been out up to 5 times in one week as Louise over the last 30 days or so. I just wanted to catch up on some of the more notable moments.

I had an issue with something I need help from a State agency a few months ago, I went to the local office as Louise to discuss the problem. The person I spoke with was very accommodating and took personal care of the problem. A few weeks ago as I was walking into one of the Lounges I frequent my phone rang, it was hi, he told me where her was and that his wife and some other family members wanted to meet me. I drove over (about 5 minutes away) to the other place. They were out back. As I was walking towards them I notice a lady I had met last year and took a moment to say hello. I then walked over to the side where the State person was. As I came up to them his wife said in a some what direct manner "It's not right", you look 50 times better than me, I want you to stop calling my husband. Of course she was kidding with me. Her husband could only say "Didn't I tell you" about 15 times. It's really nice to know people who are so open minded.

A few days later I went to a restaurant I've been to over the last 3-4 years, I've seen the owner a number of times be we never even acknowledged each other, but this time he was working as the host. I felt I needed to at least introduce myself (some people are afraid to make first contact with someone different). I've been back at least twice and now he makes a point of addressing me as Ms Louise (another convert) I'm proud of him>

There was a Food show at Bally's Casino and the people who coordinate the show offered me comp tickets. My wife was supposed to go with me but she wanted to work in her store so he volunteered her girl friend. I went as Louise of course. I was really surprised and disappointed, even the people I talked with never made mention that I was a Cross Dresser, maybe people are more interested in food and wine, or just more accepting. I did see a friend of mine who is a TS, I called out to her and she acknowledged me but would not come over to talk, she was with a woman, maybe her friend was not aware of her sex status.

This past Sunday I went with my wife to an outdoor weekly event at Sweet water Casino. The main restaurant had burned down about a year ago but the had an outdoor bar and bar food.
My wife and her GF walked in before me and I found a parking place. As I was walking through the parking lot and near the entrance there were about 15 motorcycles parked. As I entered the park bench area it was pretty obvious that this was a "Red neck zone", I never saw so much ink. I tried not to make any eye contact but it was apparent all eye's were on me. As I reached my wife, as someone would reach out for a life preserver, she said I think we're leaving. She said everyone was staring, I was wearing shorts and due to all my cycling my thighs are very defined. After about 30-45 minuets we were becoming more comfortable, no one has attracted me. I went up to the bar where a person offered me a drink and simultaneously someone came over and said I'd like to talk with you when your done, come to our table. I was pleasantly surprised they were very polite, no rude comments other than the one person kept saying I don't care what you have between your legs, your pretty and I'd do you. After awhile a few other people made contact, but one was sort of interesting and surprised me, not that I haven't had people voluntarily mention someone in their life who had some issue. This woman said I need to ask you a question, my son is 17, I don't know if he masturbates, but he needs to wear my bathing suit, he has Ashburgs disease and has trouble with understanding some things. Knowing from my experiences I said I doubt he'll ever out grow the clothing fetish, but I would try to explain simply that wearing clothes that are for the opposite sex could be like wearing your underwear in public. I felt trying to keep it simplified would be less confusing for him, I hope it works out, she was really nice even if she looked tougher than me when I'm in Lou mode. I gave him my signature mark on his forehead.



Catching up for August

I've been out up to 5 times in one week as Louise over the last 30 days or so. I just wanted to catch up on some of the more notable moments.


Wednesday, August 05, 2009

Night in Veince


Once a year in Ocean City, NJ they have an event called "Night in Venice", I've been invited to a couple of peoples homes to share the event with them and their friends. This year I was invited to 4 different parties plus a Wedding on one of the beaches. The parking and congestion is so bad that once you find a parking space you don't go anywhere else.

I wanted to at least get to 2 or 3 parties, the wedding I politely declined because I find that when I attend them as Louise I tend to distract from the bride and I don't feel that's polite, even though they said they had no difficulty with me as Louise and I had really wanted to offer any pictures I would have taken as a gift from me.

I did eventually get to a second party that was still going and met the Doctors family and friends who had invited me. His Brother in Law seemed to be a little too attracted towards Louise so I had to assure him I was a Lesbian and that I wasn't interested in becoming part of the family.

As always I had a good time and I'm sure the company I was with did also.

This is a real compliment


I was at a new Alternative" lounge, it's usually not my venue but I just wanted to see what was happening there.


I knew a few people because my wife had would in a Gay club. There was this one younger guy who I've known his Mother & Father for years due to our businesses being next door to each other. The son was gay which doesn't matter to me but when I asked if his Mother knew he said no. I really find that strange because he was at his Grandfathers funeral a couple weeks ago in the front pew with his Boyfriend, I've never seen him with a woman so I can't believe his Mother is that obtuse not to realize, on second though, she may be, I know her.


As I was talking with a couple women there he came over and entered the conversation and I mentioned we knew each other and that his Mother was always attracted to Lou (me) as a guy, but had issues with me as Louise. The son said "I'll tell you why she has an issue with you", she goes out to dance with men and meet someone, but when you're there they all dance with you.


I have to tell you, if that isn't a compliment I don't know what is, and it was pretty much from the horses mouth.

Wednesday, July 29, 2009







My wife and I were invited to an exclusive all gay party, on Sunday 07/18/09. The person she used to work for who owned a very popular gay club in Atlantic City had remodeled the top 2 floors of an 8 story office building into his private home.

The only place I've ever seen this type of architecture and design is in the most upscale hotels in NYC. He had cut an opening between the 2 floors and made a mezzanine type balcony with a Y shaped stair case. The residence has a main kitchen and a private one off their bedroom, and so many amenity's I can't describe them all, it was like a Palace.

He also had, besides about 125 guests a celebrity guest, Carson, from the show "Queer Eye for the straight guy". He's not as flamboyant in person as on the show, a really nice person. There was a small entourage with him, one person may have been his S/O and he was really very good looking with a great figure, even I as a "straight guy" had an eye for him.

The event included mostly h'orderves, an open bar, a pianist and many friends we had made over the years. The owner owns a 1960 Corvair and because he hadn't started it in 2 years asked me to see if I could get it running because I was factory trained on Corvair's, big deal, they were taken off the road because of Bruce Nader's book "unfit at any speed", but I lucked out and got it running in less than 2-3 minuets (corroded points).

I've included a few pictures and my wife with Carson.

Sunday, July 12, 2009

The Kid from Broo

I was about to go out this Friday night 07/10/09, but it was a little to early (7:30 PM) so I started to fiddle with my PC which I totally screwed up (maybe someone will volunteer help).


I get a phone call from my son, who lives in NNJ about 2 miles where the jet liner landed in the river. He says "hold on, someone wants to talk to you", I figure it's my grand daughter, instead, it's "THE KID FROM BROKLYN". I don't know if any of you have seen his YouTube clips, but his logic and the way he presents it makes you "Thinkaboutit" his closing line.


I was just coincidental my son was standing in a check out line at a food store and recognized him and mentioned my pop would really be impressed that I got to meet you, The Kid (about 60 years old) said "give him a call, I'll talk to him", he was not at all the way he is in his Ytube rants and I was very impressed that someone like him would volunteer to talk with a stranger just to be nice, of course, he doesn't know of Louise, I'm debating if I should send a picture of the person on the other end of the line he was speaking with. After you see a few of his RANTS you can just imagine the spin he would put on it.


Louise

Friday, July 03, 2009

My Doctors office visit

My doctor took me off my hyper tension medication and wanted to recheck my pressure. I had arrived at his office a few minuets early a lady patient came in and sat across from me, I was dressed in a tight pair of stretch form fitting Gloria Vanderbilt jeans and a woman's tank top also form fitting. As a guy I'm built pretty good, many people think I send all day in a gym, but contrary too that I haven't lifted since I was 16 although I race bike, that keeps me fit.
I noticed this lady kept looking at me and smiling, but not in a patronizing way because of my attire, but more as if she was attracted to me, she was nice, but not really my interest. A few minuets later a couple other women came in for their appointments. The younger one had a very interesting tattoo on her foot, I mentioned to her that my wife's girl friend just had one done and she said it hurt like hell, she confirmed it did hurt and she had it done to cover another one up, she also mentioned she had her rib cage done too, but wanted to avoid areas that would be exposed to the public like arms or neck because of fear of being judged, she also added that being tattooed can be addictive.
I felt we had a some cohesion because of my compulsion to cross dress and shared some of my Louise pictures I carry in my "man bag". She got a big smile on her face and said one of her best friends is a "Drag Queen" in Del and he looks great, but loved my look too. I explained there was a difference between DQ's and CD's but she was already aware that many "straight" men love to CD. She was called in the exam room before I had a chance to give her my card, I'm sure she has some interesting friends.
Back to the other Lady, she had been called in earlier and my exam was very quick so we were both done at the same time. We walked out together and a conversation I initiated by mentioning the Calypso music that had been on the radio and her stating to the receptionist her recent visit to Jamaica. She then mentioned that she was very impressed by my physique which of course caused me to say my Twin Sister was built exactly like I was and I took out one of my pictures, of course she wanted to be polite and said, wow, she is built, I had to laugh when I said, it's me.
Her comment was "here I am looking at you as a very macho guy I wanted to meet and look at you", she went on "I love it". Long story short, she has my card.
Contrary to many cross dressers who tend to remain closeted, I want to share my other side. Of course, I'm not the only one who is comfortable doing that. I think it pretty much has to do with your apperiance and comfort as to your presentation and the number of times you've been in public in traditional enviorments. I don't pretend I pass although I've been told I do, I know some CD's are almost totally passable and if a person isn't paying attention they would never know.
I know and feel I look OK. But for me ACCEPTANCE is more important, and I seem to be universally accepted in any environment.

Standing Ovation from Red Necks

Last Saturday, 06 28 09, my wife, her girl friend and me as Louise. The place we go to is, for lack of a better description, the image in Webster's Dictionary uses next to "Red Neck Bar", this is a BAR that sells some food and has Karaoke on Saturday nights. Most of the clientele are construction workers and for the most part have a limited sense of humor.
I went there alone (without my wife) about 8-9 months ago because of a few people who like to follow the Karaoke host invited me, I felt some what safe because these people are comfortable with me and will usually mitigate problems before they get out of hand if need be.
Mike the host likes to call me up for just shock value, I can't sing worth a damn and I know it, but I do the best I can and surprisingly no one leaves, I think they're more fascinated with the way I look and the courage I have to just try to sing let alone being all dressed up.
This night, Mike had me sing two songs, both are Louis Armstrong hits "What a wonderful world" and the second one "Hello Dolly" which I did with the Louise Armstrong gravely voice, I must have done a pretty fair rendition, because even the reddest of the Red Necks all stood up and cheered, applauded and whistled for me. TALK ABOUT ACCEPTANCE!

Sunday, June 21, 2009

Saturday night 06 20 09

The lady singer of the band who knows me asked me to come to the lounge they were playing at and asked if I would be kind enough to contact some other people. I mentioned to her I was driving by one couples house and would knock on their door, but they weren't home, so I wrote a note and left that and my card in their door jamb.

Last night when she was thanking everyone for coming out, before going on break she said, I especially what to thank Louise for stuffing notes in peoples door jambs, and her husband said "now Louise will be known as the stalker" I just can't win.

I left there about 10 PM and made another stop for a few minuets at another lounge because another girl who sings was supposed to be there, but she wasn't, so I left and went to a place in Margate. I rarely sit, but I had been on my feet for a while and needed to rest them, A couple came in close and stood by me, the woman was wearing what would be considered "Fetish" style boots with stiletto heels and tight fitting to the knee. I pretty much realised they were most likely open mined and I motioned with my eyes to her husband the boots. He came close to me and said he loved them on her. We started a general conversation and it really never got into what you would think when you meet others with a similar genre I only describe why a lot of males like to cross dress because they're female companions won't dress the way they like so they do it to satisfy their fantasy's (for the most part) they're are many other reasons.

One of the servers who knows me came by and said, look it's Charles Barkley, the basket ball player. Boy that guy is huge, he most have shoulders about 5 feet wide. I really wanted to have my picture with him and even figured how to get it, I was going to say, Mr Barkley, would you like your picture with me. But he was being swarmed by everyone and I just felt it would be rude to impose when he was trying to have an evening out.

Monday, June 15, 2009

My Son's Birthday & the photographer 06/14/09

Sunday 06/14/06 is my Son's Birthday, this was another milestone decade for him. He is also expecting another daughter besides the 3 1/2 year old he has now, I wished him years ago that he would get everything he deserved in life and it seems he will be (smile), of course I hope to it's all happiness and I intend to do all I can to help if need be.

For this special occasion, my wife and I went up to NNJ to spend most of the day with him and his family. After taking a number of pictures at his home, mostly of our grand daughter we headed for dinner to a Mexican place in Englewood, NJ. The area tends to be very exclusive and due to the beautiful weather there were many people sitting outside in cafe settings.

As we were to enter the restaurant I encountered a few gentleman where one mention that I had "A real camera", we commented back and forth about the attributes of what mine did compared to his point and shoot, when another gentleman walked up with a similar camera as mine and chimed in the conversation.

It's interesting how when we as humans tend to see something we have in common with someone else even if they are a stranger it allows some type of bonding aspect and we feel we're on common ground without any prejudice. The reason I mention this is that I was Lou on my son's birthday but many times I'm Louise because I always feel Lou is ignored or rejected and Louise has always tended to draw much more attention, but yesterday was an exception, at least I felt.

As myself and the gentleman, David, spoke he apparently mentioned something to allow me to share my other persona, it turned out that he is a very creative and published photographer and is doing a demonstration at a NYC alternative type club that he graciously invited me to attend the next Friday ( hope to attend).

After we ate dinner, I stepped outside to try to take some creative photo's of my grand daughter peeking out the door and noticed the same gentleman were all sitting together. So I started to talk again with David who mentioned his book and offered to show it to me, I wasn't aware of the quality or the fact that it was available for purchase. My family in the mean time had walked by me and I told them I'd only be a moment but when I start talking it goes on and on. They pulled up to the corner as I went to find them and because I was without any cash on me and felt a little embarrassed by the friendliness of David I wanted to buy his book, and asked my wife for the cash.

I bought David’s book and he autographed my copy to Lou and Louise, I now have to contact him so he can see my "Alter Ego" or other persona. My family was very impressed by the book also.

A night at the Red Neck Bar

Over the last few months, my wife, her friend and myself as Louise have been patronizing what I consider a "Red Neck" bar in Brigantine, my description of Red Neck bars is where everyone wears "wife beater" T shirts, drives a pickup truck and has a tool belt strapped on them, well it's not quite that demonstrative, but you get the idea, it AIN'T a place for girls like Louise.

As the night went on and the three of us sang a little Karaoke and had a few adult beverages I was taking some pictures of my wife singing. A young, very attractive lady came over to me and mentioned she had seen me on the Boardwalk during the Miss America Pageant and wanted to remark about how much she admired my courage for being so out. She was very complimentary and noticed everything about me including the way I carried myself with so much confidence. I think that is one of my key attributes to being accepted so well into all lifestyles.

As we were talking there was a man next to us who had seen me there before and offered me a drink, I tried to discourage him politely but he insisted, so he bought me a shot so we could do a toast, he also was very animate that he was totally "STRAIGHT", but after the toast he took my face in his hands and in front of his friends and this lady said "You are so beautiful", well maybe he was straight, but as I always quite myself (I turn gay men straight and Straight men gay".

Thursday, June 11, 2009

Atlantic City Press "Lady Luck"

I was contacted by the Atlantic City Press a few weeks ago and asked if I would be receptive to being a Co-Hostess for a new Website called "Lady Luck". Of course anyone especially a Cross Dresser would jump at the offer. I was some what concerned as to the venue though, even though I cross dress I like to present myself in a positive and not overly provocative image.

I asked what the dress code was and I was told "wild", I sent a couple pictures of what I considered formal and some what suggestive. The person, whom I never met said she loved the girdle, stockings and PVC jacket, I felt that would be a little over the top for an affair in a higher end hotel and for the Press where I suspected pictures would be taken so I opted for a more formal look. I made the right choice.

I would like to put Cross Dressing on a higher plane than just fetish or Drag Queen images, you can make an impression without compromising yourself.

Wednesday, May 27, 2009

A night with US Marshals

I was invited to a birthday party (05/24/09) for a lady I had met a week before at a local restaurant/lounge in Margate, NJ. I went to the hostess desk and was told nothing had been reserved, well did I feel dumb.

I figured as long as I was all dressed up and the place seemed to be lively I'd have a glass of wine and wait a half hour and leave, I had another place I could go, so it wouldn't be a total waste.

As I was standing listing to the music I felt someone put their hand on my shoulder, it turned out to be one of my customers who was quite a few years younger than me but a very big man. I was a little surprised because he's a very popular Architect in the area and had never seen me in public before although his wife had a picture of me from a Atlantic City Pageant parade a few years ago, and he had seen my pictures in my office.

We talked for a while and one of his friends came in and I was introduced. What was interesting was after we talked a few minutes, I wanted to roam around to see if I knew anyone else, when I came back near my friend and I was talking to 2 ladies he motioned me over to him and said his friend thought I was a real woman. He was very impressed and I was some what surprised also because I never feel I'm passable but do make a nice presentation.

As we were talking I had noticed a group of very large, most 6' to maybe 6'6" fit looking guys behind me. At first I didn't really pay attention, but I do like to instigate so I turned around again and looked the tallest one in the eye and he said hello, of course this was my moment, I offered my hand to shake and when he felt my grip he went a little nuts and wanted all his buddies to shake my hand too, there were about 7-8 of them at that time but maybe 15-19 in total as a group. As it turned out they were US Marshals and one was a State Police officer who I ride bike with one of his colleagues. They were totally gentlemen although one who was the biggest in height and size and a New Jersey power lift champion was terrified of me, Go Figure.

Anyway, about 10 PM the birthday party arrived, I hooked up one of the Marshals with one of the ladies, he kept telling me he was hot and horny and I figured I'd pass him off before I looked to good to him. I finally left by midnight.

Sunday, May 17, 2009

The Pull Over

A couple Saturday's ago 05/06/09, my wife, her girl friend and I (Louise) went to Brigantine, they have a Karaoke night there. It was late, about midnight when we were traveling home and went through a few towns, I hadn't had a drink in over an hour and I only have 2 anyway. I notice a car pass in a no pass zone and figure it's another motorist, but it was a cop, the usual thing happens , lights and all. He comes's to the window and I great him, my wife and her GF are trying to keep a straight face when he asks if I was drinking and I said "officer, I don't drink". I hand him my licence and other information and watch as he walks back to his car. He gets to the front of his where the light is better and as he's looking at my licence he turns back to us and hands me back my information and says, someone called from another town saying to were swerving, but I think you're OK, have a good night.

My wife and her GF almost couldn't contain themselves and were bursting to laugh and had to hold it till he was in his car, they wanted to bust my chops about the not drinking comment and how he didn't want to deal with a Cross Dresser.

I've been pulled over many times, one reason is because I'm usually one of the few car's on the road and it could also be I'm tired and may indeed weave a little giving the illusion of intoxication, but every time I've been fortunate either because of the way I'm dressed as Louise or how i present myself. Also maybe the Cop feels he doesn't want to look prejudice or want to deal with the Louise thing at all. In any event, it's a discretionary call and I appreciate the consideration.

Wednesday, May 13, 2009

Like the 3 Stooges

Last Wednesday I made arrangements to go to a Photoshop seminar at the Convention Center in Philly. I had to get up at 5:30 AM, shower, shave, dress (as Louise) take my medicine and get to the Absecon train station.

Well, I wear a blond wig and I think it's rubbed off on me, I only used the self ticket machine once and that was with help last year. I felt I was running a little late and didn't want to screw up so I asked a lady for help. She happened to be Asian and if you know most Asians they tend to be very fast. I told her I wanted a one way to Philly, she started to push the buttons so fast I couldn't tell what she was doing. My back was to the tracks and I heard the train arrive and she pushed the last button and ran to the train, I grabbed the ticket and jumped in as the door closed and found a seat facing a rather large gentleman. As I settled into the seat and a little out of breath I noticed we may be going backwards, unless I was sitting facing Atlantic City. It took a moment to realise I was going the wrong way and confirmed it with the large gentleman facing me, he smiled and said "we're going to Atlantic City" almost in a gleeful way.

There was nothing I could do and now I'm really concerned if they're is another train or way I can get to Philly by 9:30, I was (to say the least) pissed.

I get to AC and ask a conductor about alternative transportation and was told the bus station is just out the door, so I run there and ask the ticket girl about the bus to Philly, she said yes it stops out the door way, so I go out and don't see anything and go back in and ask about a ticket, she said "Oh, I didn't know you wanted to go there" (Oh well). She starts to print a ticket and I ask what time does it arrive in Philly, she says 10:45 and I don't know where in the city it stops at. I said, I need to get there by 9:30, she said "you can got to the Greyhound line about 4 blocks away, they get there by 9:15.

I ran over there and just got a ticket and on the bus as it was pulling out. Turned out to be much better, the bus station is right by the Penn station food court, I had time to get a bagel and coffee from the Pennsylvania Dutch people and find a seat in the conference room.

I also met the girl who belongs and does the photography for the Epicurean society I belong to, we had lunch together and found out we have a mutual acquaintance that we both know that Cross Dresses too.

It was a rather long seminar with a few breaks. I used the men's room as Louise and I know cause a few remarks. As I was leaving the seminar I used to men's room at the end of the corridor in order to avoid causing others discomfort, but it was full, I had to wait a short bit and then a stall became available, as I was in there I heard the room get quiet, when I came out of the stall it was empty, I don't know if everyone ran out or what happened so I took my time and was washing my hands and turned to get paper to dry them, as I did an older (maybe 65-70 yo) man walked in a saw me and started to turn and run out, I called in my Lou voice, you're OK, I almost gave him a heart attack.

I walked back to the bus terminal and was reflecting on my thoughts about Cross Dressing when I was about 6-7 years old. It was because I had just walked by a Cop who glanced out the side of his eye. When I started down this road I felt I was not only the only person in the world with this off beat perversion, but that I would never allow anyone to lean my secret, in fact I wanted to die because I knew it was wrong. But now I walk down the street anywhere, anytime, in front of anyone. As the famous quiote goes "One small step as Lou, one giant step to Louise"

All in all, it was an experiance, but no trouble at all.

My reason for Louise

I'm pretty sure anyone in this lifestyle has asked themselves or have been asked what they really want out of this lifestyle. Many insist they were born the other gender than what they are "MTF or FTM", many just like the idea of cross dressing in private, then advancing to going out, maybe passing in public and so on.

Today, while washing my car it came to me, I don't want or need to be a woman, I've really never felt other than what I am, a guy who looks and is treated better as "Louise". So in my particular case I just want to be Lou as Louise, I want to be treated the way people may see me, as a person who has the courage to be themselves, make a reasonable appearance in public and not someone looking for more than consideration and acceptance.

I think to many, so called "TG" lifestyle people are pushed over the edge by peer pressure and then realize afterwards they made a terrible mistake. Many have never even ventured out in public in they're alter ego persona, but have this burning desire to transition. Yes, after 13 years and meeting many TS's, I did finally meet one who seems to have made the right choice as far as their holistic manners, presentation, voice and style, but they even are dealing with some questions. After all it took me almost a life time to finally come to some sort of answer about myself.

I think many people forget the word "compromise", I have and am much happier for it..

Louise

Wednesday, April 29, 2009

One for the book

I went to a regular spot I go to in Margate on Saturday nights. It still amazes me at how people people always like talking with me. I like to walk around the bar and see who's there for general conversation, quite often people have mentioned I ignored them and that is something I never want to do, I love the compliments.

I went to the other end of the bar where a gentleman who is a Horse Vet was, he's a pretty big man and seems to adore Louise, he even dances with me in this lounge, which I feel is very brave. He was talking to two women (41&45 years old), he said he was going to the lounge next door and left.

The two lady's seemed to be very comfortable with me and were very interested in a conversation, we talk about 15 minuets and then asked if I would like to join them next door, So we went, the older one bought me a drink, we walked around and she knew as many people as I did and we were introducing each other to our acquaintances. We were next to the dance floor and were being knocked around so we went to a different area at the bar. there was another woman who started to talk with me, she said she was 46, married, a school teacher, and was questioning her sexuality (I don't know why people are so free with personal information with Louise), she then asked me to come closer to her, the one girl, who bought me the drink asked me to dance, we were on the dance floor a few minutes and the school teacher came over and started to dance and was hugging me, she had to be about 5'10, I came up to her breasts, the other girl got upset and asked if I knew her, I said no, she said then get away from her, anyway we went back to our seats, even the tall teacher, It was about 11:30 and I like to race bike in the morning so I had to go, as I started to leave the teacher stood up with her back to me and grabbed my arms and put them on her breasts, I got out fast.

Saturday, April 11, 2009

the lawyer Friday 4/10/09

I received a phone call from a law office Friday afternoon. It was related to a matter about 3 years ago at our neighbors home where they had a wedding reception for their daughter and the new mother in law was suing for a trip and fall (what a class act).

There is an issue which just arose within the last few months that caused us to no longer be on speaking terms with these people due to (you guested it) Louise. Funny thing is she was the one who promoted me to ALL her friends and always invited me as Louise to any function, but due to peer pressure, she has, I think, considered me competition against her.

I informed the attorney about the problem and also mentioned she seemed to have a "Megalomaniac" persona, the attorney started to laugh out loud and said I made that assumption from the investigators report, I then explained why. He seemed to be totally confused and asked if I was Millie, my wife, because he was sending subpoenas out to both of us. I explained that I was Lou and Louise and my wife was Millie, it took a few moments for him to adjust to the explanation.

I then told him if I were subpoenaed I would present myself as Louise in court, he said "I can't wait to meet you".

The interesting circumstance here is that the reason of our conflict is due to Louise, but the person who is going to give the testimony that will clear these people from losing the case is the person they dislike, "Life is a Paradox"

The DMV

A few weeks ago I wanted to renew my wife's registration in person so I could see what effect I would have at the DMV. The DMV is located a a local mall nearby. I went in and they have a reception area, I was told to complete my form, which I should have done at home. I didn't have my wife's insurance information, thank goodness for cell phones.

I completed the form and went back to the reception desk and handed it to one of the women (they seem to be very focused on their jobs), she asked for my drivers licence which I handed to her, she took a look and said this is your husbands, I said "no it's mine" she did a little double take and said "Oh you really do look much better as a woman".

From there I had an appointment in Atlantic City, well not really an appointment but I wanted to talk to someone about a legal issue. I was informed he was busy and expecting another client shortly, by the time I got to the office we were still on the phone, so I said I'm here now and the receptionist called him to the waiting area. He took one look at me and invited me back to his office where we talked about 30 Min's. It's amazing at how well people will treat me as Louise, Lou would have diffidently had been brushed aside and told to make an appointment.

Sunday, March 22, 2009

Saturday night with my wife

My wife will go out with me once a month or so. Last night we walked into a very upscale restaurant in Margate. It was very busy because of a black tie event. One of the first people to come over to me was the president of the Atlantic Community Collage, Dr Mora, he remedied me we had met at one of the Epicurean dinners we had at the collages restaurant. He also introduced me to his wife who is a PHD and professor, his daughter and son-in-law, I was very impressed at how well I was accepted.

I know a couple people there and like to walk around to talk with them, I saw the owner, Sofia, she and her sister have always been very accepting of me, as I walked in her direction, she push past the people around her and said "Louise, we miss you, where have you been" she hugged and kissed me. Then, the person who was being honored, Dr Dominck Potena (he was retiring) saw me and takes my hand in front of everyone, kisses it and then kisses me 4 times right on my lips, and his daughter was right next to him.

If you ever met me, you would know I'm just not capable of making up these story's and it's a good thing my wife and her friend were witnesses. I only wish I had the courage to ask for a picture but I felt with that company it would have been poor etiquette.

"And people wonder why I cross dress"

Interesting effects Louise has on people

On Wednesday the 11Th. my wife was away and I was sorta bored so I dressed as Louise. I went to lunch and then to the thrift shop. I noticed one person who I know is a closet CD because my wife and I have seen him often looking at women's clothing and taking it into a dressing room. I tend to avoid him because I'm just not interested and he isn't really interested in anything other than the clothes as a fetish.
As I was looking through the dress area, a gentleman about late 40's (Hispanic) approached me with some dresses and motioned to me to try them, he was also a CD and buying some items for himself and felt comfortable sharing it with me.
I found two items and went to the register. The cashier this time is also the assistant manager, she's been there about 3 years, she has never talked to me as Lou, and always looks at me with a stern and scanning expression, I didn't even know she spoke English. I put the clothes on the counter and she looked into my face and eye's and said "I like, very nice, I love your lipstick" and had a big smile on her face. I was floored, I thought she didn't like me, I have no idea if she knew who I was or even knew I was a guy, but it sure made my day,
I left the thrift shop and went to the Verizon store to check out a new phone. The salesman was very attentive and as he when back and forth trying to make the exchange and set the phone up I would be unattended. First the security guard came up behind me and greats me by saying my femme name "Hello Ms Louise" he knew me, but I couldn't remember him, it's awkward when that happens. Next the lady who owned a lounge I used to go to came in and walked over to talk with me, in the mean time at least 3 other sales people came back and forth at least 3 times to make sure I was being taken care of. Then one of my old customers came in and we started talking, everyone seemed to treat me above and beyond average of what Lou would receive.
To prove that last statement, I had to go back to have something else set on the phone and the treatment was reasonable, but not at all with the same attention as Louise.

Saturday night with the Wrestlers




























On the 17Th of March, Louise was invited to a birthday party at the Trump Plaza for the bar tender/school teacher of Good Fellows. The one person from the night before was there and a different cop. I was also surprised because they were having the wresting championship here and the lounge must have had 200 guys who were attending.
I must have made an impression because I was dragged onto the dance floor and just about had to wrestle with everyone there. They had a blast, I was wore out, but everyone was a total gentleman, and the lady's liked me too. Only one person was a little apprehensive and when I meet someone like that I don't push my luck.

One other interesting thing happened, I lost a little bracelet and figured in that crowed I'd never find it. As I was getting on the escalator a lady came over and asked "is this yours" it was my bracelet, I was very impressed, she could have easily pocketed it and no one would have been the wiser. Good for her, she was brought up right.

Friday at Good Fellows











I went to Good Fellows restaurant/lounge Friday night the 16Th. As I came in I was greeted affectionately as usual. As I came around the other side they're was one of the bouncers from Bubba Mac's where I used to go before it was tore it down. He was with two other couples and his wife, one is a cop and the other a weight lifter. The cop and other person were pretty much enamored with Louise, they were grabbing me but nicely and we just had a great time.


My friend the bouncer emailed me a few days latter and said the other two guys were still talking about the night and how much fun they had with me.


It's so good to feel accepted and considered someone who isn't a threat and you can have fun with. Oh, I have a tradition, when I meet someone with a shaved head I need to give them, "The Mark of Louise"

Tuesday, March 10, 2009

You have to take the good with the bad

I've been having shoulder difficulty and am told it's ill repairable, I've had 3 opinions and I'm still not totally convinced that with today's advanced technology and skills that nothing can be done. I located a hospital in Arizona that does (I think) shoulder bone grafts. I contacted them and said I had new MRI's, I was asked to send them a CD with the pictures. I wanted to do this as soon as possible and went last Friday the 6 Th. to get a disc form the imaging office.
The office staff are always professional almost to the point of being overly animated and patronizing (a cool and firm greeting) . For example, "YES, HOW MAY I HELP YOU!" "TAKE A SEAT AND FILL THIS OUT!" you get the idea. Well Friday is my Louise day and I had other errants besides that one so I wanted to be dressed. I went into the Imaging office and the same young lady who usually (puts me in my place, firmly) says "yes madman, how may I help you?" I explained my needs and she said "no problem, you need to fill out this form, but I can do it for you" she filled the form out for me and gave it to me to sign and said, "I hope you don't mind, we usually need 24 hours notice but because it's Friday it won't be done till Monday morning" she was so apologetic, almost to the point of tears. I really don't know what my impact on her was but I think next time I need an MRI Louise is going.
My next errant was to stop at my local thrift store since I had missed Wednesdays sale day. It wasn't very busy but I did recognize one person who I'm sure is a closet CD, he's sort of a very heavy guy and I'm sure very closeted and nervous, he always looks around to see if someone notices he's in the lady's department. Another man, I didn't pay any attention to was checking out dresses, he was a little taller than me, maybe 5'5 or 5'6 Hispanic with a carpenters type jacket and wool cap on. He come over to me and shows me a dress and says, this would look nice on you, then he has another one on his arm and holds it in front of himself and says this one is for me, he also had some panties and a couple of bra's hanging from his hand.
I've been patronizing this thrift shop about 8-9 years, there's a woman assistant manager (possibly Filipino, but no matter) she never smiles always "scans" me in a very negative and questioning way, never a smile and I just figured didn't speak English well. I picked out a few items I liked and tried them for fit. I went to the register to check out and she was working the register, I said to myself "I'm in for it now, I'm sure she'll give me a nasty look" I put the items on the counter and she looks right into my eye's and say "Very nice, I like, and your lips look so good" I was stunned, I didn't even know she spoke English and also so nice to me, maybe she didn't even put the two of me together, but what a feeling I had, LOUISE WORKS.
The same day I had made arrangements for a new friend to visit, she's a TS, she came about 5:30 PM after getting confused with directions (good thing for cell phones). We talked about 10-15 minuets before Millie (my wife) came home. Millie helped our new friend with some light makeup and we went out for what we thought would be a nice dinner, light drinks and music. I got the shock of my life which I will post after I decide on what course of action I need to pursue.
Saturday I did 42 miles on the bike and I was finished and riding slowly (10 mph) with a friend talking, I rode off the lip of the road and when I tried to get back on I was flipped off the bike, as usual you always re injure something you want to protect, I did a flip onto my head (I always wear a helmet) and all my weight onto my bad shoulder, I said to myself, just my damn luck, as bad as it hurt now I'm done for good. I got home iced my hand and shoulder and took some Advil, I can't believe it, my shoulder hasn't felt this good in 6 months, maybe I'll fall on it next time it bothers me.

Sunday, February 08, 2009

Heathers Rear End


Heather called me a couple weeks ago because she was having rear end trouble and she knew I was the best rear end person in the area. I had to do some deep research into locating something that had little wear and tear on it, but we all know rear ends always get the butt of abuse.

I called two auto recycle yards (as they are called now), the first place wanted 700.00 and the second was 300.00. Heather as Joe came down on Thursday morning with his trailer so we could pick it up. I was uncertain about the condition so I checked a couple more rears that were in the yard but we decided to take the one we had.

Heather had to go back home to take Rain (his wife) to the doctors, I started to prep Heathers new "rear end" for installation. I found that the emergency brakes were shot so I went to the parts store and bought new ones for her and installed them.

Heather returned latter in the afternoon around 2 or so. We jacked up the car and got to work. I have a damaged shoulder that is now completely gone due to some stress I had incurred before but this job finished it. I also put out for the parts and with Heathers very capable help and her own experience we got her on the road after about 41/2 - 5 hours.

I've done a tremendous amount (voluntarily) for Heather and want nothing in return other than just general courtesy's, like a big hug and thank you. I mentioned I had bought new brakes for her and she asked what the price was, I said buy me a drink or two (they were 31.00 dollars) no big deal and trust me, what I did and do for her goes way beyond money. I do it because I feel she does struggle, I guess, or at least this is not a good time to buy another vehicle. But beyond that I have VERY deep feelings for this person. Why, I don't know but I know she knows my feelings and as I said as we were almost done, " I wouldn't do this for my wife (Heather said) would you do it for your girl friend (I said) you are my girl friend". We both started to laugh almost into tears.

What hurt me though was last night, when I walked in and went in to the end of the bar where she was talking with a newer girl for that venue, she never even said high, kissed me, introduced me to the new girl and totally ignored me the whole night.

I Just don't get it, maybe it's me or maybe I'm just to sensitive, but Heather did make a point of handing out the flyers she recived from the transgender group to every other person there but never even offered one to me.

Tuesday, January 20, 2009

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

Monday, January 12, 2009

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.

Sunday, January 11, 2009

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

Monday, January 05, 2009

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

Monday, December 15, 2008

Christmas Party 2008

Our party was a blast. I had invited 4 people from the Crab Trap where I go most Fridays and Saturdays, most of these people only know Louise for about 3-4 years. Well about 25 of them came, I was really impressed that people would come to a "Cross Dressers" home without reservation because the accept her so much. I was very grateful.

We had about 75+ people here and I would have to say it was a great success, I got to bed about 1 AM and my wife, her friend and an old Friend of mine went to bed at 3:30 when he left.

Friday Lunch

Friday 12/12/08 I asked my friend Heather to lunch. She had to pick me up at the car dealership where I had my car for instillation of some accessory's I had purchased.

When I had driven into the shop I was greeted by the service writer I had talked with two days before (Wednesday) he greeted me and started to write a work order up as he walked around my car and then realise who I was by the time he got back to the front door, he said politely "I didn't recognize you"

I waited in the show room till Heather picked me up and introduced her to two of the sales people. We went to our usual place in Somers Point, I go there with my insurance man too and I'm known both ways. As we were waiting for our lunch two my my old costumers came in as couples but not together, One of them is a plastic surgeon who has all his photography on the walls of the restaurant, he does outstanding work and does his own printing.

I had to use the rest room, I used the men's because in a small place like that most. I assume realize I'm a guy, But Heather said as I walked to the rest room I did turn heads and she said one person was going to go in also but walked away when the saw me enter.

The other couple were customers from about the first till last day with me at my business, as we left I had to present myself to them, the doctor had already met me and they were involved with eating and I used decorum rather than make a pest out of myself, he had already acknowledged my when they first walked in. I walked up the the gentleman and offered my hand and he apprehensively shook it and asked, do I know you (Heather was next to me) before I had a chance to say anything his wife said "it's Lou from the service station" I have to admit the gentlemen didn't really know what to say or do, he had a totally blank look on his face, it was a classic, do I laugh, smile, run, he was very confused. His wife said at least twice, "you look great" I was very satisfied with the out come of comments.

After that I asked Heather if she would help me set up my wife's karaoke equipment for a party we were having Saturday, Millie met us at home and it only took a few Min's to set it up. Heather had to get home so she dropped me back at the dealership.

I had time to kill and a new bakery just opened nearby, I stopped in just to see how it was and as I was waiting to order some bread a person comes over and says "Hi Louise, it's Jerry Gormly" he's the ex senators brother, a moment later the Senators son Shawn walks over and says "Hi Louise" I look at their table and there was the senator, yes, I went over and he said hi ya Louise and gave me a hand shake. It's very difficult to express the felling you get being recognized to high powered people in normal situations, but in a very crowed restaurant where everyone knows someone like this Senator and me as Louise was just beyond words.

Monday, December 08, 2008

Cycling Club Christmas banquit




I belong to two Cycling groups, one is a club with what would be considered B class riders and the other who consider themselves elite are A+ riders, the A+ group have an issue with Louise and have, for the most part ostracized me (oh well, their loss). The other group which is about 50+ members have absolutely no issue with Louise and welcome her.


Another point is that I was the only incumbent of all the offices reelected to my post as "Club Photographer"


This group has three of us named Lou and we felt it would be interesting if we had our picture together (My wife Millie was the photographer).

Biker Bar II



If you've followed my posts I had gone to a Biker Bar about a month ago. Well I return where the same big white hair Biker approached me again. This time I asked if we could have our picture together. One of his (so called) friends made a comment to him, "you ain't right". As you know, a picture is worth a thousand words, so you'll understand what was meant by the comment.