Monday, April 18, 2011

Another Tranny Moment

As I was driving to Tabitha’s after work on Saturday, I realized I was feeling overwhelmed with transition. Being in transition is refreshing, but the results do not balance the efforts. I’m a learner on the job. My children need to act out in response to the divorce. I’m a bit lost in my personal life. I’ve misplaced my exercise habit.



So on Saturday, I headed to Tabitha’s in Marin for some necessary homegirl time (Bindy, I miss you). As I slowly made my way through the city after a long work day, I had the mental space to recognize the sensi vibe. What is this all about? I went over the list of wrongs then let them blow out the window on the bridge. At the end of the bridge, there was sunshine. I didn’t even know I was missing the sun.








The next morning, on my way back over the bridge and into the fog, I was all better after a night of awesome, cheap Puerto Rican food, a full moon, and time with Tabitha, Quinn, and Tabitha’s man . . . I’m going to call him Jet this time. That Jet is a saint, and I'd explain but Tabitha already had enough of my big mouth this weekend. Anyway, Jet and Tabitha are engaged but refuse to get married, they take separate vacations, and they totally like each other. They love each other too, but those last three things are huge.





The pics turned out better than I thought. I grabbed the camera and hit the button without looking a few times. It was a tranny maneuver, and that pretty much sums up what I'm trying to say here.

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