Happy 29th Anniversary My Love

I evidently didn’t hit publish the second time….

I just want to scream from the mountains, trumpet from the clouds, all that jazz, on how much I love my husband. He has meant everything to me through all the years. Both as my spouse and my best friend. While we have been together longer than 29 years, I am grateful to celebrate it with you.

My love forever!!!!

PT: A Homeless Smile

Project Throwback: April 16, 1986

Derek was a pretty happy kid, I think we all were.

Here is my little brother at this tiny amusement park outside Lake Tahoe Nevada when we were homeless back in 1985-1987.

Considering we spent most of the time cold, tired and hungry living in a car. This combined with the anxiety that our family (my parents specifically) had an actual contract out on them for almost a year, meant our childhood was not a normal white kid childhood. This doesn’t even include bikers, violence and lots and lots of cops.

It is nice to see that we got glimpses of normality.

PS. Yes there will be a time I will talk about that more openly, just working my way into being able to talk publicly about the details.

PT: Strange Goat Times

Project Throwback: April 16, 2016
Also a Flashback Friday!!!

It had been a really rough couple of months. My father had passed away on February 11th, and a close friend of the family named Jimbo had just passed away on April 1st.

The hubby had just taken me to Babeland for some shopping, and on our way home he wanted to get me food at Dicks Cheeseburgers (the name is appropriate for having shopped at Babeland). While we were waiting we came across this majestic sight of a goat on a car.

Not the best picture, but its a goat on a van!

I got a video and a bad picture. I don’t keep random photos often, especially blurry like the photo itself, but how often do you see a goat on a van?

That and the shopping had cheered me up. The hubby was an extra awesome hubby that day.

PT: Hubby gets revenge

Project Throwback: April 14, 2013

It is uncommon for the hubby to get pictures of me. Especially pictures I am not aware of. Here is one of those, plus a second from same day (but I was aware of that).

That butt is “magically delicious” or at least that is what the PJs are saying.

The hubby decided on this day to take a couple of pictures of me. Evidently, he couldn’t get enough of my “Magically Delicious” butt with those Lucky Charm pajamas while he was working on his school work (this is before he came out).

8 years and 120+ lbs heavier ago.

He also got a pic of me later in the day getting tattoo work. Of course, this is all four+ years before I started to transition. I ended up losing that weight since then. I have no idea who the woman was though, and it was vaguely uncomfortable that my tattoo artist had her stay to watch. I was pretty dysphoric anyways (no one knew) and I hated who I was.

Image cropped so you don’t have to see my butt!

This picture is closer to what I look like about 18 months ago. I suspect it will look even different in four weeks after my Avelar Tummy Tuck and fat transfer as well next week.

By the way, I still love my tattoos, in fact I love them even more. The left arm tattoo has been filled out and vastly expanded into 1/2 to 2/3 sleeve as well.

PT: Squealing Youth

Project Throwback: 1960

Mom and one of her uncles circa 1960 per the back of the picture. She didn’t have a real smile in a lot of her pictures, this is one of the few that it is a real squeal/laugh/smile I have seen her have.

PT: Porch Time

Project Throwback: 1955

My dad and his grandfather on his grandfather’s porch sometime summer 1955. The puppy is named “Mucho” and is the first Mucho. Makes sense now why the black dog I owned at age 16 in Bellingham in 1987 was named Mucho as well.

PT: His First Haircut

Project Throwback: April 12, 2014

The hubby has just received his first haircut I believe from Heather at Ulta. The first public boy haircut. See how excited he is by that!

I have always been a little jealous that FTM people have a much faster and easier shift than MTF. Testosterone really is a thing of power.

PT: Mom and me (somewhere in there)

Project Throwback: April 11, 1971

Another picture of my mom. This time near the Seattle apartment that she and my dad had. With this being April, that would make her pregnant with me. I am somewhere in there about 3 months along.

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