*BEEEEEP*

Knowing that Sunday night was when my brother-in-law sister-in-law broke the news of her impending change to the other sister-in-law (who was recently visiting us here at the Haven), DH e-mailed to ask how it had gone. Apparently "she freaked out" would be an understatement.

"What am I going to tell my daughter when she looks at our wedding photos?"

It must be a tad stressful to have to approach everyone associated with your life to explain that you are making such a huge change. But Jordanna is handling it with a sense of humor, which is the best approach, I'd wager.

I present to you part of the reply that was sent to DH's e-mail.

"Anyways yeah that was super fun, I can't wait to do it again.....over and over again. I swear my life has just become a constant ongoing disclosure. It's getting to the point now where I'm gonna start saying "I'm a lesbian trapped in a man's body and I'm cutting my dick off, push 1 for "Sounds good" push 2 for "Better start running cuz I'm getting my gun", 3 for "GREAT!! Now my wedding pictures are ruined", and for all other responses please hold on the line and someone will never get back to you." "


Ms.B

Wouldn't you know it

Two of our three staff-targeting caseworkers spoke with the psychologist, Dr. G., on Friday about getting "Letters of Recommendation".

Perhaps for school, but also maybe, for new job opportunities?

Merry Christmas!

Ironically, I've gotten along swimmingly with the people in that office ever since I decided to be sappy sweet and ignore the drama. What they say about me (and others) behind closed doors, I have no clue. But at least there is a professional relationship there now where none existed before. And at the end of the day, that is all that really matters.

It will be interesting to see what develops from this though.

*begins the long wait*

Ms.B