Hit & Miss

Netflix now has Hit & Miss season 1. 

HIT AND MISS, from Paul Abbott, creator of Shameless and State of Play, is a high concept and ambitious new series that follows Chloë Sevigny as Mia, a contract killer with a secret: shes a transgender woman. Mias life is sent into a tailspin when she receives a letter from an ex-girlfriend dying from cancer revealing that Mia fathered a son eleven years ago. Faced with a difficult decision, Mia becomes the guardian to a new family forcing her to mix her killer instincts with her newly developing maternal instincts. HIT AND MISS tells the story of a lethal killer at the heart of a troubled family and how all of their lives will be dramatically changed forever.

There is not a lot of action you would hope from a "hitman" show.  It is a decent show about a pre-op transgender learning about herself.  I recommend watching the full season 1. 

-Candi

Acceptance

Crossdressers want to look good.  They want to pass.  But more than that, they want to be accepted.  It's no different than any other person in this world.  We all want to be accepted for who we are (and who we can become). We want to walk into Cheers and hear "Candi!"



It makes me sad to not be accepted.  That is why any crossdresser will hide this part of their life from even their closest loved ones.  Some wives never find out.  Even though some things like men with long hair, ear rings, some even with makeup is accepted in society, crossdressing will be a long way away I am afraid.

My daughter is an example.  She doesn't want to see ANYTHING related to Candi.  I went to the stylist the other day and got my wig cut and styled.  Before I looked like Cousin It and after Julia Roberts (or that's how I remember it).  Without be knowing, B put my wig in rollers and left it in the bathroom to set.  My daughter refused to even go in the bathroom.  She doesn't want to see anything related to Candi. She isn't mean about it, just nothing to do with it.

I hope one day she is accepting of Candi.  I don't have to have full blown up excitement.  I would like her to be comfortable just being around me.  In all my different forms. Just like we all want.

-Candi

Men In Skirts

http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/worldnews/europe/sweden/10107704/Stockholms-male-train-drivers-wearing-skirts-to-work.html

Male train drivers in Stockholm have circumvented a ban on wearing shorts in the summer by coming to work in skirts.

Is it gender bias or just short sightedness?  Why is it ok for a woman to wear a skirt and a man cannot wear shorts?  These men figured out a way to show how ignorant the rule was.  They started crossdressing. 
Now they are probably hoping to get to wear shorts in the near future and put up their skirts.  However, I would like to see acceptance adopted for men wearing skirts everywhere.  Really it just takes a few instances for it to spread. 
This is a good step to showing 1) men in skirts is not bad and 2)Men can do it without feeling creepy :o).

Candi

Same Pants 5 Days

http://www.huffingtonpost.com/alisa-wolfson/one-pair-of-pants_b_3167375.html

This is a cute article.  She wore the same pants for 5 days with different tops.  Pictures are included.  Great suggestions for those (like me) that don't know what to wear many times.

-Candi

What Do You Think About That

"What Do Ya Think About That"

I heard it through the grapevine
My new neighbor don't like my big red barn
A '47 Ford, bullet holes in the door
Broke down motor in the front yard
I got half a mind to paint a plywood sign
And nail it up on a notty pine tree
Saying I was here first
This is my piece of dirt
And your rambling don't rattle me

Some people care about what other people think
Worry about what they say
Let a little gossip
Coming from a loose lip ruin a perfect day
Say, blah, blah, blah, just a jacking their jaws
Got a letta roll off-a my back
I don't give a dern what other people think
What do ya think about that

I wear what I want to, overalls work boots
Crank my music up loud
Like to sling a little mud in my four wheel drive
Trek it all into town

Shot a little eight ball down at the pool hall
Drink a beer with my friends
Now don't judge me and I won't judge you
Cause we all get judged in the end

Some people care about what other people think
Worry about what they say
Let a little gossip
Coming from a loose lip ruin a perfect day
Say, blah, blah, blah, just a jacking their jaws
Got a letta roll offa my back
I don't give a dern what other people think
What do ya think about that

Some people care about what other people think
Worry about what they say
Let a little gossip
Coming from a loose lip ruin a perfect day
Say, blah, blah, blah, just a jacking their jaws
Got a letta roll offa my back
I don't give a dern what other people think
What do ya think about that

Say, I don't give a damn what other people think
What do ya think about that
What do ya think about that

Sports

I love football.  I'm not fanatical, but a fan.  I like basketball.  I can take it or leave it.  There are other "sports" that are not sports, but we will leave the olypics alone right now.

I read this story about a trans woman looking to go into the NBA (that's the man's side of basketball).  Obviously being trans, she used to be a man.  Good article.  The question is, if she didn't go to the NBA, would she go to the WNBA?  Didn't we have this discussion around the time of the olympics where there was a trans woman competing?  I remember reading the other day a trans woman competing in the MMA (Mixed Martial Arts).  You know its where the guys get together that don't \have many brain cells left and beat the hell out of each other. 

So what do you think?  If it's a Trans girl fighting, then would she have an advantage over the other girls?  In the NBA, are the boys scared a girl will beat them?  Or could we be getting to a place where we don't separate the genders and are good with blending. 

I know I am.

-Candi

Great Weekend

Daughter is out of town on a mission trip this weekend.  She comes back today.  I do so miss her.  Noone to play Donkey Kong with. 

The weekend was lots of fun though.  Friday night I had decided to to to Club 1851 for the drag show.  B wasn't feeling well so I figured I would go by myself.  But then I decided not to.  I sent a text to Jackie Bee.  She had to work until 11 so not going out.  I didn't have Rebecka's number so I emailed her.

Here is the short version: "Hey I'm going out. You live in close to me.  Do you want to get out?  I'm leaving in 30 minutes. Call me."  1 in a million chance.  I got ready, looked online at Sue Ellen's and saw there was a band playing.  Also it was no cover between 9:30-10.  Well it was 9 when I left so I should make it.  WRONG

Traffic sucks during the day but road construction sucks at night.  They shut down the highway.  Luckily I got off at the exit before and took the side roads.  Drove like a bat-outta-hell and got there at 10, HOWEVER, no parking.  I had to park a couple blocks away and walked in 10 minutes after.  $6 cover.  Dang. Yes I am that cheap.

Rebecka called while I was on my way there.  We agreed to meet up and she brought her sister.  I'm not usually a live music person, but downstairs was rap dancing and loud so I stayed upstairs.  They were good. 

Rebecka and her sister showed up and we stayed until a little after 12.  I went home because I had to be up at 7 Saturday morning. 

Well B really didn't want to work on Saturday night.  So I let her play hookie and we went out again.  We were going to go to Sue Ellen's for the Mojo Dolls concert and Allie's birthday. HOWEVER, I didn't take the exit soon enough and got stuck in "freeway closed ahead" traffic.  B suggested Best Friends in FtWorth instead.  I debated with myself and agreed to that suggestion.

Lots of people and FtWorth bars are not smoke-free.  But we found 1 chair at the bar for B to sit down and did some people watching.  B made the comment that "the world is coming to an end now that line dancing has come to hip hop music."  That's my country girl. 

We had so much fun.  We would dance a song, take a break, dance a song, take a break.  Best Friends was great because they had country music in with the hip hop....and the people there were happy with that.  A couple people talked to us and B got flirted with.  She said they could drag her out to the dance floor but not out to the car.  So funny.  (On a side notes, all these bars needs someone to do web site developement for them.  Nothing fancy, just SOMETHING)

We decided we need to take dance lessons.  You can two-step to almost any country song, but we need to learn more.  B is getting healthier so hopefully soon we can do that. 

I pray you have a blessed day.  Here is a pic from last night. I love my boots, however they are slick out on that dance floor.  Need to fix that.

 

-Candi