Roles

I have been thinking of my "role" in this wonderful world of ours.  What part do I play in it and how does it affect others.
As a father, I am a provider of security and $$ (not much mind you).  I give comfort when there are hurts.  I give love.  I am a teacher and guide.
As a husband, I am also a provider of security and $$.  I give comfort and love.  I also give sex (as much as possible). 
As an employee, I give my time for money.  I give my creativity.  I show compassion, but don't give love really.  I comfort hurts, but not like I would for my family.
As Candi I don't have an exact role here because she is part time.  I am full time everything else...even an employee because I am thinking about ways to improve work all the time.  I am most of the time "under" Candi.  I wear panties every day.  I wear a nightie every night.  My toes are painted red.

All that though is under-dressing.  I can wear thigh-high stockings under my pants (that sounds great)...in the winter.  Hell no right now Summer in Texas.  I cannot wear make-up or a blouse or a skirt (or even capris) in guy mode. 

My role as Candi might be part-time and that's ok.  Candi is part of who I am.  I'm glad B recognizes that.  I try not to push my boundaries...or better to push past her boundaries.  My role as Candi is girlfriend to B, friends to the girls we meet up with in Dallas (looking forward to next Monday).  Hopefully eventually our daughter will come to accept.  If she doesn't, that's ok too.

I was dressed earlier today, because the house was empty (seems to be a trend huh) and I had time.  I love my Candi time (part-time as it is) and look forward to having more of it.  For the rest of the day my role is supervisor and employee.  I will make the most of each role I play.

-Candi

Traveling for the Weekend

My daughter and I went to my mom's house this weekend.  It was her birthday.  It's a 6 hour trip so we don't do it often.  Of course while I am there, I am "mr. fixit".  My sister lives with her, but isn't physically able to do stuff. 
We had a great weekend.  When I got home though, I had 6 new pairs of cotton panties in my bag.  I asked my wife if she had bought new panties (because she used the bag just a few days before).  No was the answer.  I told her I either somehow picked up some panties (odd) or my sister knows my secret (odder).
So I sent my sister an email.  It said "Hey...I found some cotton size nine panties in my bag.  I was wondering if they were yours since they are not B's.  B thinks I have a very rich mistress on the side :o)."
Then we asked my daughter about them.  Turns out my sister has gained weight and had bought these but never used them.  She gave them to my daughter.  Just didn't tell me about it and put them in my bag.  B and I laughed long about this.  I'm still waiting on a reply from my sister.

-Candi

Lazy Afternoon

I'm spending a lazy afternoon alone in the house before I go to work.  This schedule is really cramping our sex life.  Although B says she likes afternoon sex (and I like sex, period), I would much prefer to get home at night, wind down, and then get down.  I've come to expect that when B says we will schedule sex (something married couples do when you have been married as long as us) for after work, it will only come to fruition about 15% of the time.  On the days I get off at midnight, there is a better chance.  On the days I get off at 130am, there is a zero chance. 
I mowed the grass this morning and got the rest of the fence frame put up.  B and I got some nice pictures taken.  Now her and our daughter have gone to run errands and play around town.  I slipped into my black and white bra (can you really slip into a bra), capris, and purple silk tank top and an older straight hair wig.  I need to shave my legs before work or get it done tomorrow morning. 
I took a short nap.  I got caught up on the post on http://www.myhusbandbetty.com/.  THe book I loved.  The site is good information, but I disagree with the political view.  I'm conservative on most stances.  That's just the way it is. 
For those of you who have "bigger" feet (like me), check out http://www.barefoottess.com.  I bought some sandals from them (actually off of Amazon).  Some of their shoes are god-aweful-ugly, 

HOWEVER, I know some girls at work that would wear them so to each her own.

The doorbell rang.  Uummm....I"m not answering that.  I could maybe get away with the capris (doubtful) but I could not get away with the filled bra, black wig, white sandals.  So I left it alone.  It's kind of like my phone.  I've gotten to the point that I don't have to pick it up every time the notification goes off for text or email. 

So that's the 1st part of my day.  Praying work goes good today.  The day has been great so far.  If you want awesome, sometimes you have to make it :o).

-Candi

The Mind of a Crossdresser

Here is the mind of a crossdresser.  OK actually this is just my mind on this date in time.  If you try to categorize anyone (thank you government) you will be sorely disappointed.  Actually I think we all try to categorize people just to keep them straight in our little heads, however you hinder the relationship you can have with the other person if you pigeon-hole them into a specific role.

There was a REALLY bad storm that passed through last weekend.  Our back fence was completely blown down and electric was off for 48 hours.   The house is fine, thank God.  Neighbors had a tree come up.  Others had roofs lost.  It wasn't nice in our neighborhood.  So I am rebuilding my fence.  I'm doing it myself because after paying our deductible, it wouldn't be worth making a claim with insurance.

So here is the mind of a crossdresser I was talking about.  After working in the hot sun all day, sweating my ass off, mud up to my elbows because it started to rain again, I wanted to come in, take a long hot bath and dress in a comfortable skirt and blouse.  Some lipstick and blush to complete and then just relax on the couch and watch a movie.

I can't say it's always like that.  However I found a nice pair of jean capris and "stole" B's comfy red blouse to wear for a bit before I go to work.  That's my day, or at least early afternoon.  Pray I will not kill myself doing this fence and that it is build so strong this won't happen again anytime soon.  I'm going to look for a used generator soon also. Also, don't judge people and try to put them in a category.  They may surprise you one day in ways you were not expecting.


-Candi

Transgenderism

Nicholas Teich wrote the book Transgender 101: A Simple Guide to a Complex Issue .  Since he works at a camp for transgender youth, he wanted to be able to have a detailed (but not too technical) description of transgenderism, what the kids are going through, and information for parents/family/friends. The book has great ratings.
One of his statements I love is:

Imagine resigning yourself to not ever using the bathroom in a public place. For trans people, this is often a reality. Those who are in transition or do not pass on the outside as "clearly male" or "clearly female" are thrown out of both men's and women's restrooms on a daily basis. Some places provide "unisex" or "family" restrooms, but the majority do not. If a transperson wants to go out and enjoy a concert, sporting event, or simply a day outside the home, he or she must make concessions that most people never have to think about.

 At my work, since we have people who are or have transitioned, we have two "unisex" bathrooms.  They are individual bathrooms that anyone can use. 

Does this fix the issue or just put a band-aid over it and mask the problem.  Like I tell my team, just a few bad apples will spoil the bunch.  What I mean by that is just a few "perverts" (you know who you are) dress up like women so they can get into the women's restroom to harass them (or worse). That is demented because 1. women going to the bathroom is not pretty.  As George Lopez (I think) said, "I eat from that taco stand."  2. if a woman was going to the bathroom for some sort of sexual encounter, I think she would have picked her mate before going in.  Maybe I am wrong, but quicky bathroom sex is not like a White Elephant Gift.  You want to know what you get before opening.

Gender Expression is a huge topic that is NEVER discussed because it is very touchy.  Too much to go into on this post, but how do you want to be seen (gender wise)?  How do you feel?  Does that change day to day? (Yes it does, for me).  There are days I just want to be a girl.  There are other days I'm just a guy.  I know who I am and am happy with that. 

As a friend with many tattoos said "the difference between those with tattoos and those without?  The ones with tattoos don't mind you not having any."  There are so many ways to apply that.

Hugs.

-Candi