And my daughter says...

 I got home a little late today.

Daughter noticed I was wearing make up when I got home (especially my wifes expensive mascara that she stole a few weeks ago that I recently recovered). 

She says.. "are you dressing at work like .........(a trans lady I know)?"

I explained 30 minutes today was my only real opportunity to really relax and it's been way too hot to dress as much as I would like. I really did want an excuse to wear wifes dress, it's tight and stretchy around the chest and lose everywhere else and while I only have a C cup and that's enough for me, it's fun to have a tight top.

It was only 30 minutes as I knew daughter would want help with her babies (she's finding being at home with babies stressful so I like to help)

 

Fun long weekend

First I got away for a night with my wife, visited Mangawhai, checked out their markets where wife bought 2 pretty new dresses and a skirt (she doesn't want to share them just yet, but the skirt fits me well and is very light and silky). We had a lovely lunch at the pub relaxing to some good old country music with a whiskey in my hand - what could be better.

Next night I meet up with Jan for a couple of glasses of wine and a chat (no music this time and the restaurant was almost empty, covid scaring everyone away still or everyone left the city for a 3 day break)

Sorry no photos of either outings but this morning, after a bad sleep, panicking about the torrential rain seeping under the roof line and dripping into our bedroom - I did get out for coffee and since I was by myself - phone camera wasn't distracting me from company.

After a 7am coffee and feeling the skirt was a bit short, I got changed and headed to Bunnings for stuff to patch up my leaking roof - todays job, in the rain. Oh, I also washed my nice white top with my red dress, nice white top no longer white 😠