Oh Grandma

The Crossdresser and I are sitting at the dining room table in shower caps; evoking pictures from my childhood books of the wolf dressed up like Grandma in Little Red Riding Hood. I am trying to get all the black out so I can lay down new tracks. Jeanie is turning into an autumn brunette as we speak-currently about Madonna's song Papa Don't Preach. I tell him it's about a teenage pregnancy while he thinks it's just about Papa approving of her boyfriend. Round and round we go and where we'll stop is anybody's guess. I know I'm SO right and he truly believe he is. It's maddening!

After a week of no or little creative, I made a couple of pairs of beautiful earrings that look like chandeliers. Jeanie is wearing a pair. He says that he feels them dangling and it feels wonderful that he might not take them out. The necklace he is wearing has a medallion of St Joan of Arc on it which I chose in part because of my similar name and part because Joan has to be the Patron Saint of Crossdressers. Don't you think so? Yeah...so....

I'm off to wash the black out of my hair.

Wish me luck!