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Last Friday 8/30 – Best Hubby Ever

I am trying to post pictures regularly, and I figure this is a good place to do it as well, besides no one can stop me here haha.

This is pictures of the hubby at breakfast after taking me to appts, then later in the afternoon he was building me a side stand for our bed (both sides, also he is an awesome wood working person – shhhh garden rat you have no power here). Then the next pic is me sitting in the gazebo he built me while I was sick, while he worked.

Mostly I am not helping him is because I am a threat to all humans when I am around power tools, plus I am so damn weak compared to where I used to be. This isn’t bad as it’s mostly a result of transition and is vaguely affirming.

Ok, will stop rambling

#disasterunicorn

Flashback Friday Fall 1971

I was making frosting for sugar cookies today when at the age of 53 when I realized that i developed a habit of eating a spoonful of powdered sugar whenever I used it.

Thinking about it, i realized that it was because granny (who is holding me in this picture) was responsible. I remember after she got out of prison (this was before her sentencing) she had taught me that it is required to test it every time.

I thought it was super important to do it, until she passed when i was 11ish. Then i just continued it without thinking for the next 45 years until i realized it today.

Mind blown!

#fbf #habitsfromchildhood #rip #granny #ripgranny #loveyou #disasterunicorn

#fbf#rip#granny#ripgranny#disasterunicorn#loveyou

Selfie w/Tally (8.26.24)

I have been a little remiss in posting here, but I am starting pictures again so I will upload them here as well :). I will set up the organization better for this as well.

Me and Tally recovering from surgery, hanging out and being cooked awesome food by my hubby. #disasterunicorn #surgeryrecovery #mtf #selfie #transselfie #nomakeup #roughbutliving #trans #transgender #menothecatbutmaybesheistoo

I take some of it back

First, wow I didn’t realize I hadn’t posted this year, so sorry if it’s weird that I start here.

I have always had a love/hate relationship with M. Night Shyamalan and his movies. My first movie I saw of his was Sixth Sense, and absolutely loved it, was surprised, etc. My second movie was Unbreakable and it was a second hit for me, great surprise, at the time the only real “superhero” movie I liked (long before MCU).

Then it was a series of movies that just got worse and worse, each time trying to have that “surprise”. I absolutely hated his surprises, and I hated even more his interpretation of other people’s works such as Avatar, The Last Air Bender. So basically I have ignored his stuff for years and years.

This means I ignored Split and Glass because I didn’t want him to fuck up my feelings about Unbreakable.

For whatever reason though, this weekend I decided to give Split a try. I like James McAvoy (even if I don’t really like him the best as Professor X). I knew the basic plot line already, I knew that it was set in the Unbreakable universe and I figured it couldn’t damage my feelings of Unbreakable too badly.

Turns out I was surprised, but not in the surprise way I had assumed. I found I liked Split. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t think its a high piece of cinema, but it was enjoyable, written well enough for me to forget my anxiety for a couple hours and after watching the little twists and stuff I felt like he made up for some of his other bad movies.

So this morning I took a hard gamble and watched Glass. Supposedly the second sequel to Unbreakable, and it got rid of any sort of misdirection attempts about what it was. Turns out I liked Glass a lot too. It was entertaining, it was nice to see superhero type movie that was gritty and was not just a set piece of destruction. The way he filmed to reduce the amount of special effects I was pretty fond of.

I thought the acting went well, all of the actors brought their A game, and it was really nice to see Bruce Willis in what appears to be the final movie in his career that didn’t have the changed feeling of his acting style.

I don’t want to spoil it, but I did like the ending and the little bit of surprise that Shyamalan always needs to put in. I felt he wrapped up the current storylines and I was even a little emotional. Better yet I liked the world he set up better than I like Marvel right now.

Don’t get me wrong, I suspect if he put out 10 movies in that universe they would start degrading and not be worth it, but he left it open. It felt more like a superhero world that I might run as a game for my table top. It left me more interested about new stories in his superhero world then in Marvel itself (full disclosure I have never been a huge superhero buff, not even as a kid in the 70s/80s).

Kudos to him for wrapping up the trilogy, and I just had to say I take back some of what I have said about his filmmaking. It just shows me that people can be good at a niche part of their profession, but that doesn’t mean they are good for all of it, and sometimes its best to stick to your lane.

FBF 11/17/23 and My Forever Love Part 2

Pic of hubby actually asking to marry me. August 25, 1992

FLASHBACK FRIDAY AUGUST 25, 1992 – DESCRIPTION

FBF 8/25/92 

Snapped this of hubby when he asked me to marry him. The biggest decision of my life, and not once in 31 years have I ever considered it anything but the right one. 

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THE STORY

This is a day 2 post following my TBT post yesterday. I mentioned a picture of him actually asking me to marry him. It was funny though, the picture was an accident in timing. This wasn’t something I intended to catch on camera. I always wonder if he remembers it much differently than me, maybe I will ask him after this post goes up.

We were sitting on the couch, the hubby had been talking with me and had been asking me leading questions. I was a dumbass 20 year old who wasn’t sure which way was up so I didn’t catch it (much like when he first got me to date him).

We had broken up for six months and had only been back together a couple months at most. I had never even considered he would ask me to marry him. When we first got together, while I was still an asshole and we hadn’t figured out how to be best friends and be romantic, I had asked him to marry me and he had turned me down. I don’t even think it was a no to me, but rather to the whole idea of being married, and honestly it was the right choice.

So I had been taking photos of him all day, just enjoying being with him when he leaned over and asked if I would marry him. I don’t even remember taking the photo, I just felt myself freeze on the other end. It only took me a few seconds at most to say yes of course, but it was one of those movie scenes where everything slowed down to a crawl for me.

One other funny thing I remember, I was told we needed to buy big rings for each other by several couples to show how much we loved each other. We bought each other $20 silver bands from the Silver Source in the mall and never even had engagement rings.

Funny enough same couples sort of derided the fact that our wedding was done by a judge, and they spent a lot of money on theirs. Now I look back, 31 years later and we are the only couple still together that was involved in those conversations, and I can’t say there isn’t a bit of, “bitch we knew what we needed to do” in my head about that.

Once again I love you garden rat. I love you more than anything, no matter what.

Forever and Always ❤

TBT 11/16/23 and My Forever Love

Just hours before he asked me to marry him. August 25, 1992

THROWBACK THURSDAY AUGUST 25, 1992 – DESCRIPTION
A fav pic of my hubby pre-transition. He broke up with me for being an asshole at 19, 6 months later he came back we worked it out. Later this day he proposed to me.

THE STORY

I grew up in a violent life, bikers, drugs, guns shoved in my mouth when a group tried to kill my family, a contract on our family for more than 3 years that caused us to be homeless and broke any stability our family had. In addition I had done things I probably won’t ever forgive myself for the club.

I realize this all sounds like a Hallmark Channel movie, or maybe one of those documentaries that talk about someone lost to the system. I very easily could have reached that point, if not for the man I am married to. At the time he was still in his fawn spots and appeared like a hot little punk girl, but either way he is the single largest reason my life turned out as good as it has.

When I was 19, I had gotten out of a toxic relationship, was traumatized by my family life, and had no real stability. My hubby, who at the time was my best friend I hadn’t seen in awhile came back into my life and we started dating for about 9 months. During that time I worked so many hours that it basically covered my insomnia problems. Due to all the factors in my life, I was an asshole boyfriend. Not physically abusive, but an asshole sometimes, and without the ability to communicate well. I also was not a good roommate with him during that time.

Rightfully so, my partner at the time (hubby) dumped me and we split up for six months. In that six months I had found different work, gotten away from my family for a bit and settled. I figured he was out of my life and I had lost my best friend and best partner. I am fortunate that he missed me as well and came back. We got together again and I moved in with him.

I took a series of photos on August 25, 1992 and these are some of my favorite pre-marriage photos. I even got a photo of him proposing (I sometimes put that up, maybe I will for Flashback Friday). This was taken a few hours before that when we were sitting in our room and he was being especially loving and flirty. I didn’t realize that the most important question in my entire existence then and now would be asked a few hours later.

All I cared about was the smile on his face I saw, and the look in his eyes. He still gives that to me today, 31 years later. That look is what made my life a win, no matter how horrible or shitty it gets in the past or in the future, that look made me win life already, the rest is just gravy.

I love you garden rat. I love you more than anything, no matter what.

Forever and Always ❤