Well this was a very interesting weekend. As everyone should be aware this last weekend was pride weekend and with that there are all sorts of events that are related to GLBT. I knew it was coming for quite some time and really wanted to go, but was kind of shy about asking the wife. I have never been to an event like this and wanted to know what it was like. Then this weekend, well Friday it happened. One of my friends called, and my electrolysis canceled our appointment. Sometimes things fall into place in a way that you can’t deny what the universe wants you to do and this was one of those weekends. So I mustard up the courage and asked the wife. At first she said sure and it seemed like it was not a big deal at all. Then after I got off the phone she was not happy at all and asked why I wanted to go. Then she stated that I was already out last weekend. I kind of made a deal with her that I would only be out every other weekend. I tried to explain that this was a rare thing and a march. She was still upset, but kind of agreed.

The next morning we awake and the wife is crying. Its so hard to transform when everyone else doesn’t understand, all they want is for things to be the way they were before. Personally life was a nightmare for me before. We sat there and talked about everything and what was going on that day. Then she said I just don’t understand why I can’t be there with you. So we decided to go together. That was the end of the discussion we were going as a family. I told her that I didn’t know what it would be like or even how it would be so be prepared for anything. From there we got ready and my oldest son got to see me for the 2nd time en femme. His response is almost classic and I wish I could have recorded it. The first thing he said was you look like a mom. He said I look so much like a girl and I told him thank you. It really makes a girl feel good when your own son says you look like a girl instead of dad why are you wearing a wig? He really didn’t say much from there about it and we drove over to my friends. From time to time my son would look at me and smile. His only other comment was that he doesn’t want to wear girl clothing so I told him don’t worry you won’t ever have to. Its really neat to see that my kids are so in grained male. If I had a chance even at 5 I would have dressed for sure. So I know its something more than environment which pulls me into being trans, but now I am getting off track.

We arrive at the park and what a sight. I was told it was it was a trans march so I was thinking there would be more transsexuals there. I thought wrong. There was a lot of people there, but I was really one of the few transsexual m2f’s there. When we arrive this gender queer guy steps out of the port a potty in a mustache and mini skirt. I really don’t understand them or the point they are trying to get across. Sorry if that offends anyone, but really whats the point? There were quite a few f2m transsexuals and lots of lesbians some gays, but really it was disappointing. We arrived about 40 min early and it was kind of a mess with the kids. Our youngest is very young so its not fun to go most places with him, but he was fine once the marching started. I was also told this weekend I look like an actress, but don’t remember which one. Its always good to hear compliments, but I don’t believe it. We march around about two city blocks if even that and return to the park. From there my friend and I look up the location for the main event which was at another park. She ends up following me there and we can’t find parking anywhere.

The main event is huge and the city capitalized on it. Every available lot was tow away zone or cost $5-$10 to park there. Its very disappointing how the city plans things out and what makes it worse is that they cover a whole section of parking areas with do not park bags over the meters. I really don’t understand this city sometimes, but wow there were so many people there. I was told there was around one hundred and twenty thousand people there. So I circle around tons of times looking for a spot then we decide to just go eat instead. I told my friend I would try to find her later and we run over to Quiznos. My wife tells me she will wait in the car. This is a new experience for me. I know she was testing me, but I get out of the car and walk right in. There are two younger gentlemen working there. Its obvious they are teen agers maybe a little older. The one in the back seemed gay, but they are very nice there and don’t say anything about me obviously being cross dressed. I was expecting a smirk anything, but nothing at all and order tons of food. Then I get the bathroom stick and the dilemma hits, which room should I go into. Well the dilemma was only one second before I walk into the woman’s rest room and of course since I have the key no one else is in there. I get out go back grab the food and we start driving back to the park. There was a spot that maybe I could fit into but parallel parking was never a strong point. I get the gist of it just have not done it enough I either hit the wheels or am so scared I will hit another car so I keep looking. We drive and drive and finally I just park into a tow zone (sorry).

So many people, it was so different being out there. I feel like I went out into a highly digested mall like mall of America and screamed out I am transsexual. It was an odd experience. For the most part people didn’t even give me a second look which is kind of a good surprise. You would think there would be a blink a stare anything I know if I was there and saw a cross dressed guy I would stare. Just being honest I would check out there makeup, shoes everything, but that’s just me. I do that normally when I see a nicely dressed woman as well. I didn’t get much of a response at all, some snickers and some guys who thought I was hot… as the wife scrambled to tell them she is my husband (which was very funny). In all it was a good test so the wife could see its not as big of deal, and really it helped me feel better about it as well. We walked all the way around all the booths and didn’t run into any of my friends. I found it odd that there was not one other tg even in sight. We found some of the cross dressed men that did it for shock value, but really t-girls are in hiding. We saw a lot of f2m and they really blend in better. My wife latter said it was so unfair how women can be androgynous appearing and yet men can’t. I would have agree with her and yet feel so much about being out.