OK, I dont really mean it, unless you really want to, but it fits in with the video, so…?
Tomorrow is the International Day Against Homophobia, Biphobia and Transphobia. So, yes, giving you a bit of warning, so dont say I didnt tell you. Hopefully at least some knew already, but just in case…? And yes, its better than getting me started on Alabama, and Georgia, and now seemingly Missouri, so… No, seriously, dont!
Its funny, this year will be the least I’ve done for this in a few years, but such is the state of my health. Doesnt mean I wont be at home supporting the cause, but still going to be funny not doing something for the department, or the civil service, or anything more this week. And yes, my usual disclaimer, please people, lets make it so we dont have to do this sort of thing any more, OK? Sadly at the moment things seems to be getting worse, not better! Of course those that need to be educated the most will be the ones not reading this, I guess?
I know, its easy for me to say, given I’m Bi, Trans/Intersex, and support all others affiliated in all the letters mentioned generally, but I dont get the Phobia. Firstly, its us, its who we are, so just live with it! Secondly, unless some evil scientist has come up with an evil virus that no one has told me about, you cant catch LGBTI+ from those of us that already are. So just relax, OK?
Oh, and as for the whole toilet thing, I dont know about some, but I go in there for one reason, to use the toilet, wash my hands (see, no gay infection issue, lol), and then get on with that boring thing called normal life. And to all those who say you should use the toilet relating to your genitals, well, I have girl bits, so I’m entitled to use the ladies, and not the gents, OK? Snag is, I also boy bits, so I’m entitled to use the gents, but not the ladies. Does that mean I can use either, neither, or what? And think carefully before answering incorrectly, and making yourself look an idiot. Yes, going to stick to using the ladies, as I have for nearly 10 years now!
PS, if anyone knows a pain free way to remove the boy bits, and tidy up the girl bits for me, feel free! Alternatively, a non sexual cyborg/robot body, complete with either assisting AI, or full interface, or control, even better, due to my current brain function issues.
But other than that, I just request people to treat IDAHOBIT day tomorrow, and the people it related to nicely, not just tomorrow, but forever. OK, plea over.
Video time. For the second time this week, in tribute to the late, great Doris Day, one of her song. I know, its cutely straight, but just change the u, to an a, and… 😉
And no, Stacie, dear, in this case, I’m not talking the one in New York State, but the one in California.
Firstly, before we get to the serious news of the day, let me confirm a few things. No, I didnt post over the weekend as normal, unfortunately I had a good reason. Saturday afternoon saw at least a couple more seizures (cant confirm exact number), and me rushed off to hospital in an ambulance, with the blue siren wailing merrily. No, I dont remember any of it. Anyway, finally, after about 7 hours they decided they’d done enough for me to live, and parked me off to a hospital ward for the rest of the night. I finally woke up, about 26 hours after the big event, not remembering a thing, and later that day, with an extra set of pills (low calcium levels) I was sent home again. So I live again, though not sure how many more times I can pull that off? But now, to the serious, sad news.
When I was a very small child, 78 rpm records were either in their last days, or they had passed their last days, and thats why my parents got a few for me. Yes, back in those days, record players had 4 speeds, 16, 33, 45, and 78. The middle 2 lasted a while, the other two were on their last legs, or past them by then. One of those first 78’s in my collection, was True Love, by Bing Crosby and Grace Kelly, the other, Que Sera Sera, by Doris Day. So yes, guess which this relates to?
And one of those acting roles that got me interested in the whole acting life? Yeah, Calamity Jane! Even then I wanted to be a girl, even if she was a pretty butch one for most of the movie. Never did play ‘Calamity’ (probably because my singing voice wasnt great), and I guess I wont now. Neither sadly, any more, will Doris Day, who passed away earlier today at the grand old age of 97.
I’ve seen any number of her movies over the years, some great, some (especially one) that you wouldnt want to see again. Her albums, yeah, might have bought a few when you did that sort of thing. But one thing I’d always aimed to do, when I knew she lived at Carmel, not a million miles from San Francisco, and stuff, was to visit there, and see if I could see her, however unlikely that was. But now that chance is gone!
I did include Carmel in a story once, deliberately, I believe it was CJ (the modern day equal to Clara Johnson) worked there on a movie, but thats as close as it got in her lifetime. Maybe one day I’ll still get there, though now it will be too late to see Doris, unless she’s laid to rest somewhere public there, in which case…? Or maybe its one of those places that will remain on my ‘I wanted to visit, but…’ places?
RIP Doris Day, and thanks for some wonderful memories. At least you, your son, and Rock are all together once again
Video artist? Take one guess! Of course it is, double D! My favourite song from Calamity Jane, even if its not the ‘big number’ from the movie. Helps that it also has Howard Keel, just saying…
Firstly, for those of you who weren’t around 18 months ago, and I know there are some, let me remind you that I thought I was going to a wedding in Carmel (New York, not California, but…) as a guest, then as a bridesmaid. Anyway, to cut a long story short, I ended up as Maid of Honour! Not bad for an old Transgender Lady, and Stacie did find out how thrilled I was when offered that dream role. As some might also remember, my back was already gone by then, but I laid off the painkillers for 3 days (as instructed) before the big day, so I could drink, and thankfully the weather was hot enough to get away with that. For further details (if interested), go back to the blogs around September/ October 2017 for more information, and pictures.
Anyway, finally New York State caught up with a lot of places at the weekend, and passed some Transgender Equality Rights into law. Not that I’m likely to ever live there now (Florida, Arizona, or California is more my climate needs now), but I’m delighted for those that do. Thing is, probably as I might have said in truth, when Stacie was asked her opinion on this, she was obviously thrilled at the outcome, but commented that it would be another matter to see if it actually happens in reality. For giving this utterly honest answer, someone accused her of being trans-phobic. I know, I might have stopped laughing by the 2nd wedding anniversary in September, but anyway…
Thing is, in truth, having experienced the reality of life, I probably would have said much the same thing as she did, and I’m actually Transgender! In truth, any rules relating to LGBTI (sneaking intersex in) people being made, and actually being applied, are 2 different matters. So fine, I know the person who accused her is unlikely to read this, but whoever you were, you’re wrong, Stacie is not trans-phobic, just the opposite in fact. So think things through logically, before jumping to conclusions, pretty please.
Oh fine, I mentioned Carmel (California this time) before, and I’m going to mention it again, as a famous resident celebrated her 97th birthday there today, a certain Doris Day! Its fair to say that one is more winter suitable for me than the New York one, thats for sure.
Last connection for today. Over here at present, there is an advert on TV for Strongbow Cider. The amusement, the song is played on acoustic guitar, and old fashioned piano. Why is that funny? Well, the song is Together In Electric Dreams, and I’m pretty sure its all deliberate. Why, well, near the end, in the background, Phil Oakey, who of course sang the original version. I’m sure the ‘joke’ is lost on anyone under 50, but I can only hope…? So, yes, thats the song, but again its not Phil. I have no idea if Gary Simmons, and Kirsty Marr are still a couple, but fingers crossed, but this was done over 8 years ago. If either see this, maybe they can let the world know?
Its early in the morning, right? Well, I hope most of my readers spotted that line coming at least? And yes, I can claim to be a Broadway Baby last night, even if it refers to the shopping centre in Bradford of that name, not the more famous street in New York! And no, I wasnt that early in the morning, though someone thought maybe I was, more on that shortly?
Last night was the works Christmas dinner, as mentioned in the previous blog, and 10 ladies headed into a local casino, to have a meal, and some fun. No, not that sort of fun, lol! 😛
The meal, and company was very good, I have to say, was a great evening. Lastly, we all headed for the casino, to play our free chip, and see if we could win our fortunes, on the spin of a roulette wheel. No, I didnt, and indeed, at time of leaving, no one had. Some were making a profit, but I lost on my first, and probably last spin on a roulette wheel in my life. It was amazing how many chips some seemed to be gambling on the spin of a wheel, but given I had no idea of the values of the chips, it might not have been as much as it seemed?
Anyway, shortly after that, this little ‘Broadway Baby’ slipped back to her hotel, and slept all night. Well, with the painkillers I take, thats not hard, but anyway… No, I didnt find a wealthy ‘sugar daddy, or mummy’, no great shock there! So, given I didnt bother to take my laptop with me, I got up, took my pills, had breakfast, then headed for home.
OK, we’ll get to the funny moment now. I hopped on the bus to come home, dressed in my (very fake) fur coat, with an overnight bag, and a glint in my eye. Oh, and hair only roughly tousled, as some silly blonde forgot to take a comb with her, so I had that tousled, fresh out of bed look to my hair.
To be fair, the driver never said a word as he gave me my weekly pass that I’d purchased from him, but the look said it all, and I was more than happy to play him along. 😉 Yes, wicked minx, had a saucy night, and got up too quickly to do her hair, lol. I didnt think the coat looked that real, but well, maybe it does?
I played it up beautifully, giving him the cutest, “Thank you.” as I got off the bus in Huddersfield. Yes, why not play along if he thought I’d been to see ‘Daddy’ overnight for some fun? Of course he might have been thinking I’d been earning money in another way overnight that would give me the ‘fresh out of bed’ look, who knows, lol?
So, video time. This song has actually been in a few movies in its time, but this is the longest section I can find, featuring both song, and dance. 42nd Street, its actually about a 13 and a half minute number, and yes, Clara Johnson was dancing on that movie. Gold Diggers of 1935 too, she was there. But longest snippet I can find of those is just some of the dance, just under 3 minutes long. So I’ll roll with the 1951 Doris Day version, from the film of the same name.
I must admit that before last year, at 58, I was sort of assuming that my studying days were over. Not that I minded, in truth, as though my brain is still reasonably functional (or at least I like to think it is), the desire to study, to improve myself was pretty much gone. Even allowing for the fact that retirement is now 8 years away for me (when I started working, it would be 9 more months!), I’m definitely looking for the quiet life en route to retirement, even if 1 or 2 at work have hinted that I should consider promotion in the future, but anyway…I might, OK? And if anyone wants to convince me, by interesting methods, then fine, I’d definitely go along with that! 😀
Yes, my last time at school, college, or the like, for studying purposes, was 1976! Yes, I really am that old! I did an accounts course, at a college, from my first job, which I started in 1974, and that was it. Until now…
The Civil Service department I work for, are keen on their staff taking apprenticeship courses, relating to our work. Before you say anything, I fully approve of that idea, but…for those freshly out of, or still in their youth, its a great idea. They have a long working life ahead of them, and anything they can do to improve themselves for their future work career, brilliant! But when you’re 59, looking gently in the distance to a quiet route to retirement, doing an apprenticeship, well…?
Lets be honest, when it comes to things Mathematical, I’m an old fogey! I grew up on yards, feet, and inches, not meters, centimeters, and the like! So yes, when it comes to comparing diagrams that have 1 measurement in centimeters, another in millimeters, plus meters as well…yes, honey, I’m lost, to quote a Dooleys song. No, thats not the video, btw. 😛
And yes, I can get by in basic English, the other part of my course at present, but after 43 years, expecting me to know the difference between using colons, and semi colons, and other stuff like that, no chance! As to story publishing, its why I have a wonderful friend edit my stories for publication, because I’ve forgotten about most of those rules over the years. Also, as most buyers of eBooks are in North America, he adapts my spelling to suit that market, for when I forget!
So yes, its safe to say that after 43 years, I no longer want to be a studious ‘teachers pet’, but guess I will have to do my best, all the same? But enjoy it, no chance! Yes, I working, in between calls yesterday on my studying, and I was more mentally exhausted at the end of it, than a string of non stop calls! Which is what I will probably get tomorrow, as we will be very short handed at work, due to Eid being celebrated.
Talking of which, may I wish Eid Mubarak to any of my readers who will be celebrating tomorrow, or even some today, depending on location.
Video time. I might not want to be Teachers Pet, but Doris Day did, back in 1958. Its funny seeing the screen shots, as of course most Gable films I’ve seen were made about 20 years earlier, or more! Interesting fact, Gable worked on Jean Harlow’s last film, and also worked on Monroe’s last movie, nearly 25 years later. Another connection between the 2 platinum blondes!
OK, amusing story time.
When I got back to work last week, as well as being told of the forthcoming change of team at work, which though I dont mind it in the slightest, I’d still quite enjoy it if someone convinced me about it, using this machine…
Yes, I know, I wish!
The second thing that was waiting for me, in the form of a piece of paper on my desk, is something from the daily free newspaper over here, known as the Metro, an article called Rush Hour Crush. Yes, it is as awful as it sounds, judging by the posts in the one left on my desk, but anyway…A couple of people especially, know of a certain bus journey crush I have, and it was placed there because of her, and me. In truth, I have no idea why I crush on her, because strictly, she isnt my type. She’s very slim, pretty much flat chested, and non exceptional looks. But, but, she just has something I adore, though thats a mystery ingredient, for sure. But anyway…
Last night, for the first time in weeks, I saw her. Mainly because I didnt see her just before I went on holiday, or the first week I was back, plus that 2 week gap, so…it was a treat when I saw her at the bus stop, and then realized there were no double seats left downstairs, so yes, she went upstairs, I was downstairs, and I’m not that predatory! Fine, I’m not in the slightest predatory, so I had to settle for 2 brief sightings.
Anyway, in line with those Crush postings, I jokingly posted this on my Facebook page, as they always love to know when I see her
Cute, slim blonde on 7.20 363 to Bailiff Bridge tonight. Coffee, or more?
Tall, butch looking blonde
I know, silly stuff, but anyway…Yes, I’m crazy, someone said they would text it in (cant do it myself, no mobile phone), if I wanted them to, and I said yes. Fine, it helps that I know she never reads anything but her kindle on the bus, so I think I’m safe from her reading it. I suppose someone at her work place might, and work out who its aimed at, but I’m sure the chances of that are equally slim.
On top of all that, I know she has a ring, but I have no idea if its a wedding ring. Probably is, but…? Oh, and secondly, I’m sure the only way someone like her would consider a sapphic relationship would be by influencing her mind, something like this!
But yes, fine, if it appears in the Metro (tomorrow would be the earliest possibility for that), and she looks at me, in a certain way, the next time I see her, well…I’ll probably still have to do without even a friend for coffee! But, just maybe…?
The video, some old Doris Day, from Calamity Jane, what I will probably have to do, concerning my certain cute lady…
Yes, I know a few people who were hit by the snow storm over the weekend, on the East Coast of the US. Thankfully, as far as I know at least, all are fine. As an added treat, Storm Jonas is now heading for the UK, but thankfully (I think?) by the time it gets here, having crossed the Atlantic and all, it wont be snow that hits us, it will be rain. Mind, given how flooded some areas have been in Yorkshire, I’m not sure that a possible 4 inch dump of rain is necessarily a good thing?
I have seen several feet of snow on the ground before. Thankfully, I was on a nice warm train, crossing the Rockies in the winter of 2003. And by the time I got off the train briefly, in North Dakota, it wasnt snowing, but was exceedingly cold! Minus 25F, dont ask me what that is in centigrade, but its cold. But of course, much of the snow had been swept off the platform, so all was fine.
Thats not to say I havent been out in a snow storm, because I have. November 2014, in Albany, I experienced a snow storm where 11 inches of the stuff was dumped on the city. Do you know what, the buses kept running, though admittedly, that was down a main road, I’m not sure if it was the same on lesser routes, but…they were used to it, nothing ground to a halt, unlike when we have more than an inch over here, probably less!
I’ve seen pictures of New York, I’ve also seen pictures of more rural areas, and the way the snow built up, is quite amazing. Yes, I know, public transit was stopped in places, roads were closed in a few too, but I do think that was wise on the whole.
Who, me, I prefer California weather, I think. Last night I was watching the golf, from Palm Springs, much more my kind of weather lol!
Given that one dear friend on Long Island, said he would do nasty things to anyone singing ‘Let It Snow’, I thought I’d better choose something else for the video tonight, so you can have this Doris Day track instead.
I suppose I’d better thank Andy Murray for giving me some blog material today, because I was trying to think of a subject to write about, then he did me a big favour, so…
The last time that Great Britain won the Davis Cup, the World Cup of Tennis for want of a better term, Jean Harlow was still alive! Yes, it really was that long ago, 1936 in fact. They reached the final again the following year, but that was it, until 1978, when somehow or other, they again reached the final, to be defeated. And lets be honest, apart from a few years when Henman, and Rusedski represented GB, we havent really had the players to get that far, on the whole, as a team at least. Indeed, just 5 years ago, they were one step away from dropping into the bottom rung of tennis, but this weekend…
Its hard to consider the difference in how things were arranged back then. Instead of having to battle through a number of rounds, as now, the reigning champions simply sat back, let everyone else battle it out, and then only play a challenge final. So in fact, the last time prior to 1978 that GB actually qualified for a final was 1933! To say getting to competitions back then was different too. None of this jetting around the world to play, as per now, of course, they didnt exist!
The other obvious difference back then too, all players were amateur! It was only in the late ’60s that professional tennis even became recognised as official! But this weekend, in Belgium, after 79 years, Great Britain again became the champions of the world. Fine, mainly because of one man, Andy Murray. We have a few other decent players now, but none in the top echelons of the sport. Ironically, Belgium were in the same position, with David Goffin.
But yes, its nice to know that after all this time, Britain is on top of the tennis world, yet again. Hey, I’m not a big fan of the sport, but lets face it, in terms of sports played by much of the world, we arent at the top of many! Great news!
Fine, the video. Bit like GB last winning the Davis Cup, its an oldie. Not quite that old, but it does mean I couldnt find a live performance, but besides all that…
I suspect its just one of these things that happens from time to time, or maybe I have truly connected to a Harlow aura, and lots of men are chasing after me? More likely, given they are people I havent got a clue who they are, and they are attaching themselves as friends on Facebook, they might just think I’m a wealthy (ha ha), single lady that they can fleece!
Put it this way, this isnt the first time its happened, but both times previously when it has happened, its been principally guys from the sub continent, who are presumably seeking an easy passage into the UK, or an East European, presumably more after the better life, (and my money?) than having fallen in love with my picture!
Could just be me, and I’m wrong, but…So fine, they’ve all fallen wildly in love, with this mid fifties transgender woman, and want to marry me, and take me to paradise? No, I dont believe the last one, but wouldnt it be wonderful if it was true? But anyway…
The thing that gets me, is that they are like buses, you wait months for one to come along, then all of a sudden, 3 come along, pretty much at once! But this time, they arent from impoverished countries, my latest 3 beaus seem to live either in the US, or the UK. Of course, online ‘dating’, they could really be anywhere, so…
Sadly, I’ve yet to discover much about my mystery men, as all have only caught me on Facebook message, late at night, when I’m trying to just get done, and get to bed. None of them seem to have mutual friends, no obvious group connection, so how they’ve found me? And its not like the 2 from the US are local to me, either! But there must be something about me, I guess? Maybe they’re Jean Harlow fans, and want their own modern version of her lol! If I ever find out, I’ll let you know.
Who knows, might get to wear a wedding dress yet!
Talking of dressing up stylishly, tomorrow is the photo shoot, and unlike last time, this time the advance plan is pure Harlow. Hey, I look like her (even I admit that by now), so we might as well play it up accordingly. So lets just say the outfits might be a bit more glamorous than some in the last shoot. Just to remind you, and for those who havent seen any, to see the resemblance
So guys, if you want to tell me I am actually a glamour kitten, and men really are falling for my looks, let me know! I’ve actually got a selection of dress lengths, so if you’re lucky (or unlucky, depending on your view of them), you might get to see my legs! Will be a while though, I suspect, but once I get them…I’ll let you know tomorrow how it went, and whether some strange machine was used on me, to make me think I actually was (or still am at that time) Jean Harlow.
The video, another blonde, from a couple of decades later, in tribute to all these men who seem to want to be my ‘friend’!
Yes, fine, by the glorious age of 56, I’ve done more than a few job interviews in my life, been doing them for about 40 years in fact. More or less to the day in fact, as I started my first job in October 74, so it must almost literally be the anniversary of that.
But, the one next week will be the first as a woman! Not that its as critical as some, its for a different internal role at work, not one at a firm that dont know me, but anyway…still a change in look for me, thats for sure. In the past, the style of dress was simple, suit, shirt and tie. But this time around…something new!
I assume that if that 16 year old lady had been going for her first interview in 1974, it would have been a smart dress, heeled shoes, the works! And very smart I’m sure I would have looked too, my mother wouldnt have allowed anything else. But of course, I wasnt a 16 year old girl back then!
But finally, I get to go for an interview as a woman. Thing is, I had no idea if a woman is still ‘expected’ to wear a dress to an interview, or not? Seemingly, you can, but equally a smart blouse, and business trousers, or skirt are fine too. Nothing to stop me wearing a dress, of course, but no longer a must. As for the high heels, fine, though I suspect they may travel to and from work in a bag, not on my feet! Even more so, given I’ll be commuting in the rush hour going in, and they ‘might’ slow me down in the commuter scrum lol.
To be honest, if it was practical, I’d probably love to wear a dress to my interview, just because I could. But given if it would have to be a change at work (realistically), I almost certainly wont. I’m pretty sure it will be a blouse, and skirt/trousers, just because its easier that way. Though I know that teenage girl in me wants to put on her best dress, and go for it, for that first interview.
So maybe, just maybe, I should take a bag with me, and go for it? Hmm? Thing is, I’m not sure if that will impress, or otherwise, the people interviewing me. I know, I know, I want the job, dont be a rebel, but…is a woman wearing a dress that much of a rebel?
Video choice works for my outfit choice, and my interview chances, I guess?