Long weekend Alone

What every girl wants, time to dress up and relax however she wants

Friday 11am, dropped wife and Miss 19 off at the airport, got home by 12 noon and put on my sports 3/4 leggings, push up bra, green top, nail polish and walked the dog around the neighbourhood. Once I got back, I changed into women's skinny jeans, went to the mall for a couple of hours and got my eyebrows waxed.

Miss 14 and I spent the evening knocking down a built in wardrobe (coke, pizza, sledge hammer and a wrecking bar - so much fun), then at 8 pm she had to go to her birth mothers house for the weekend.

Saturday -
Dressed and makeup on by 8 am, taking extra care with the makeup- including eyeliner for once as I will be wearing it all day. By 10 am I had already had my McDonalds coffee, with one of the staff commenting on "haven't seen you for a while, the usual?" (it used to be a weekly event but I've been checking out other coffee shops in the area) and I had also been to Bunnings warehouse and picked up a sheet of dry wall, paint, screws.

I also had to queue up to see the local Justice of the Peace so he could witness me signing a legal statutory declaration and he also needed to see a legal form of identification -ie drivers license.
The afternoon I spent, still dressed pretty but with a paper overalls on, fitting the drywall where the wardrobe used to be and also painted my bedroom.
Walked the dog again.

7 pm and I had to swap back to male mode - for a fancy dress party (wife had already specified I had to be a MALE sailor - yuk, I mean there was a pretty female sailor at the party, I would have loved to sailed home with her, although swapping outfits was out of the question as hers was figure hugging even though she didn't make 5 foot 1)

Sunday
Visited Botanical gardens and walked the dog. Spent the first 20 minutes with another couple walking their 2 little dogs, just chatting and getting our dog leads tangled. Of course the dog waited until we were outside the busy cafe before he wanted to poop, luckily I managed to move him out off sight before shit happened.

 

Being alone, meant I was bored when not working at home (waiting for plaster or paint to dry), which meant time for another coffee out and then Subway for an early dinner.

I was planning to wear something "sexy" Sunday evening just before picking up my daughter again from a local church that she and her mum go to, but with a public holiday tomorrow, lots of young lads were out and about, so a quick "in-car" change of clothes before picking her up.

Monday
Revisited the idea of trying a "sexy" image, and had a 6am coffee, but looking at the photos I realized I was a generation out.
How's that you ask, easy, everything I'm wearing is from modern young women's shops, add that to the fact I was inspired by what the sales women were wearing, in a public shops during normal trading hours. So apart from the fishnets (which some girl do wear), and my age, and my actual gender, really not much different than the sales girls - okay they actually make the outfit look good.

 

Funny thing is, last night I was so OVER this being a girl thing.
2 days and I had pretty much gotten fed up with cross dressing, but being in my own bed after repainting the room meant I had a good night sleep.

So refreshed and ready to take on the world, I went for morning coffee in lace bra, mesh t-shirt, slinky skirt and fishnets. The amazing thing is wearing this, it feels like being vulnerable and at the same time as totally free as I've ever felt.








At 7 am, I decided to get some supplies from the supermarket on the way home (bread, milk, cat food etc), but decided to wear decent pants so as not to upset anyone
 - I'm nice like that,  always thinking of other peoples feelings   :)

Tuesday

Nearly finished my extra long weekend and the painting to complete my wife-free holiday

Meet 2 new neighbours, got a few groceries for the girls return and a coffee to help me relax.

 

This weekend has been so much fun, and hopefully enough so I don't need girl time for a while - ya right!  It's going to be great having my wife back, been missing her every evening.

We all have one....

We all have one of those items of clothing in our possession that we would never be see out in.
For many visiting this site, it's probably an item of women's clothing (funny, I thought you were all cross dressers, I can't imagine why else you are here), for me it's brown corduroy trousers, patterned dinner jacket from the 70's or a dress like my auntie used to wear, maybe floral with frill V neck like the one below.

But I suppose after a nice big glass of wine at the pub, it's easy to enjoy whatever I'm wearing.

Not sure if I walked around like a slightly drunk transvestite or a lady with a bit extra wiggle in her rear end. Just joking, checked out a few shops and generally just relaxed on this beautiful sunny winters day. 

I got home just before my daughter and her boyfriend did and we were chatting on the front porch when she mentioned I was being watched - a young teen boy who probably has never seen a transgender person in real life, was walking past and staring.

Later in the week, I had to get my car to Moon's Motors, for it's 6 monthly safety check, decided to go the extra $$$ for an oil change. It's my cars second oil change in 10 years and the price was the same as if I did it myself. These guys have always looked after my 3 cars really well both in terms of quality and price, the only down side is their dark waiting room with it's 5 year old magazines.

Of course, being out it's always a good excuse for another coffee and decided a bit of lunch wouldn't hurt.

Still later in the week I woke up with the sniffles, decided a nice warm sauna and spa might help, but the only ones close are at the "public" pools 

- I know your all packing your knickers at the thought of being so "out there", well a girls got to do what she's got to do :)

I must admit, in a crowded sauna and spa pool, I did feel like the odd one

- no, not really, 

I just felt like me, and it was great,

although I wouldn't have minded feeling the woman opposite either, apologies, that should have read feeling "LIKE" the attractive woman opposite me in the tight, shiny, chest hugging one piece swimsuit. 

See - it says "feeling like" and not "like feeling" - totally different. Okay? subject closed.

Gee - you girls are so rude even thinking such thoughts.

So happy

Okay, so I still walk the dog, it's good exercise for me anyway and an excuse to show my sporty fashion around the neighbourhood and chat to anyone on our walk.

I know this blog is meant to be about cross dressing - wow, super / kinky whatever,
but some of us cross dressers have normal lives - well nearly normal, with a bit extra.

So update on daughters car while she has been at Uni.
1) I resprayed the bonnet & boot to nearly show room condition last month.
2) removed the 6 CD radio and installed a 40w blue tooth/SD/radio system (for about $15 USD)
3) This week I've added keyless entry ($6 USD). the instructions were almost as bad as not having any, but a quick google search and I've found a wiring diagram nearly compatible with the VW - only blew up 3 car fuses in the installation, works perfectly on the 4th attempt (total time approx 7 hours).

Now the wifes car - 2007 Nissan Tiida (or Versa in some countries), we've discovered a water theme park behind the drivers seat after recent rains.

Anyway that's another project, but first it's time to relax with a good coffee and my book.

Sunday shopping and .....

Wife carries a colourful one piece swimsuit to the counter of Farmers Department store so that no one suspects the swimsuit is for me, even thought I still have to pay for it. I tried it on at home but decided I don't like how narrow the chest section is.
It's really hard finding a pretty yet sporty one piece like Speedo at a reasonable price.

In my more manly world, I've fixed the roof on the convertible and afterwards the leaks in the neighbours car, and my mascara was fine the whole day while Chris and I worked on his car.
A note to you other girls, be careful of fast spinning wire wheels on grinding machines, they hurt quickly and for a long time. Off to rummage through the first aid kit now, hope you had a great weekend.

Getting into a routine

Life seems to be rolling into a routine
Routines are good for paying mortgage etc, but shouldn't be everything else in your life
The only oddity this week was a Saturday trip to Matakana to pick up a glass shower screen for the bath we don't yet have in the bathroom I haven't yet built. Still was a good excuse to go for a small road trip and have a lunch out with my wife.

Routines - such as walking the dog,

 



 Having tea and reading on the porch, that 4 good neighbours can easily see from their lounge rooms
















Sunday
Morning coffee at McDonalds then getting home to make breakfast in bed for my wife.
I don't often wear stockings, but the mornings are getting a bit colder now.
The down side of a lace bra - no room for breast forms so it's a 16A cup for me this morning

 

Funny observation, I was having special cuddles with wife after breakfast, and watching my painted fingernails on her was almost like watching another woman's hand touching her - kinda cool.

Tried to find some special pointing cement as I want to re-cap my roof, after which I will paint the roof and replace the gutters, probably a 6 month project. Didn't find any pointing cement so instead spent the afternoon cleaning up my daughters car to almost show room condition and helping wife in the garden (relocating shrubs and 2 trees).