Made it back safely from mission into enemy territory.
Posted: Sun Jul 23, 2006 10:36 am
Hi Ladies.
Last night was a night to remember. My wife Mini's girlfriend Candace had her 52nd birthday dinner at a local restaurant. Candace is her friend that blasted me when I came out last summer. She and none on my wife's friend never speak to me anymore. Her brother Mark is my accountant and loves Jeannie and snitched about the party and asked me to show up as Jeannie. He didn't have to ask twice.
I got glammed to the max. My Daughter Katie gave me her black tight fitting lycra/spandex asymetrical dress. Low cut top on an angle with one spaghetti strap on one side and one wide strap with a rose on the other. The bottom started about 4 inches above my left knee and angled down . I had blood red nail polish and matching lipstick. Great Misty Gray pantyhose I get from Silkies and two gold ankle bracelets with 3 inch spike mules. My hair was foofed to the max. My make up could be desribed in two words"FRENCH WH---"
I drive up to the restaurant which is located in an affluent suburb. Let's just say it's not San Francisco or Provinetown. This is Conservative Republican territory with Bush/Chenney bumper stickers on the Mercedes and SUVs. I was way behind enemy lines!
I walk in the restaurant with a big helium ballon with butterflys reading Happy birthday Candace. I have a red gift bag with white roses and my little black purse. I walk up to the hostess who knows me and say"Where's the birthday girl?" and she looks at me and says"You look familiar" I said"It's me. Mini's husband" She starts to smile and points out their table. This is a very small intimate restaurant and their table is right in the center of the room.
I hit the jackpot! There in front of me was Candace,her 85 year old Mother,Mini, Martha and Susan. The ones that never speak to me anymore. Plus my accountant and his wife who like me. When I walked in all the background chatter just stopped. When I saw there faces I thought of only one thing:
Appetizers$34.00 on Debit MasterCard
Entrees $124.00 on Debit MasterCard
Expression on Mini's face and all her girlfriends....PRICELESS!
I went over to Cadace and gave her a big lipstick kiss on her cheek and also Mark my accountant. I gave her the presents and left some pink "RENT A TRANNY" flyers and asked her pass them out. Maybe she could drum up a little business.
Hey ladies. It's not my fault. Candace's brother put me up to it and plus you ladies are all to blame! If I never came on this site I would still be in the closet. You've unleashed a menace on the world! It's all your fault!
The one scary thing is in the 27 years I've known Mini I haven't gone more than 1 hour without hearing her voice or getting a phone call. It's Sunday morning and I haven't heard from her since I crashed the party. Not a good sign. She's probably finding the coodinates of my house for a cruise missle attack. What the heck. I'll die with a smile on my face. Hugs ladies.
Love
Jeannie
PS. Where will I strike next! Who Knows! The Shadow Knows! One more thing ladies. My best friend Gary died last year and was the premier jokester. He never liked Candace and for good reason she is such a B----. He had given me a birthday card to give to her someday and last night was the day. It has a glamouous woman on the front and reads Happy Birthday. When you open up the card printed across the whole card in big letters is" TO THE QUEEN OF THE F----- UNIVERSE" Wherever you are Gary I know you'll love this one but I'm dead woman walking Gar!
Last night was a night to remember. My wife Mini's girlfriend Candace had her 52nd birthday dinner at a local restaurant. Candace is her friend that blasted me when I came out last summer. She and none on my wife's friend never speak to me anymore. Her brother Mark is my accountant and loves Jeannie and snitched about the party and asked me to show up as Jeannie. He didn't have to ask twice.
I got glammed to the max. My Daughter Katie gave me her black tight fitting lycra/spandex asymetrical dress. Low cut top on an angle with one spaghetti strap on one side and one wide strap with a rose on the other. The bottom started about 4 inches above my left knee and angled down . I had blood red nail polish and matching lipstick. Great Misty Gray pantyhose I get from Silkies and two gold ankle bracelets with 3 inch spike mules. My hair was foofed to the max. My make up could be desribed in two words"FRENCH WH---"
I drive up to the restaurant which is located in an affluent suburb. Let's just say it's not San Francisco or Provinetown. This is Conservative Republican territory with Bush/Chenney bumper stickers on the Mercedes and SUVs. I was way behind enemy lines!
I walk in the restaurant with a big helium ballon with butterflys reading Happy birthday Candace. I have a red gift bag with white roses and my little black purse. I walk up to the hostess who knows me and say"Where's the birthday girl?" and she looks at me and says"You look familiar" I said"It's me. Mini's husband" She starts to smile and points out their table. This is a very small intimate restaurant and their table is right in the center of the room.
I hit the jackpot! There in front of me was Candace,her 85 year old Mother,Mini, Martha and Susan. The ones that never speak to me anymore. Plus my accountant and his wife who like me. When I walked in all the background chatter just stopped. When I saw there faces I thought of only one thing:
Appetizers$34.00 on Debit MasterCard
Entrees $124.00 on Debit MasterCard
Expression on Mini's face and all her girlfriends....PRICELESS!
I went over to Cadace and gave her a big lipstick kiss on her cheek and also Mark my accountant. I gave her the presents and left some pink "RENT A TRANNY" flyers and asked her pass them out. Maybe she could drum up a little business.
Hey ladies. It's not my fault. Candace's brother put me up to it and plus you ladies are all to blame! If I never came on this site I would still be in the closet. You've unleashed a menace on the world! It's all your fault!
The one scary thing is in the 27 years I've known Mini I haven't gone more than 1 hour without hearing her voice or getting a phone call. It's Sunday morning and I haven't heard from her since I crashed the party. Not a good sign. She's probably finding the coodinates of my house for a cruise missle attack. What the heck. I'll die with a smile on my face. Hugs ladies.
Love
Jeannie
PS. Where will I strike next! Who Knows! The Shadow Knows! One more thing ladies. My best friend Gary died last year and was the premier jokester. He never liked Candace and for good reason she is such a B----. He had given me a birthday card to give to her someday and last night was the day. It has a glamouous woman on the front and reads Happy Birthday. When you open up the card printed across the whole card in big letters is" TO THE QUEEN OF THE F----- UNIVERSE" Wherever you are Gary I know you'll love this one but I'm dead woman walking Gar!
