Friday, February 26, 2010

"He's walking around,
In this dress,
That she wore..."


How's things? All going well I trust. Today I had the good fortune for a day off: just me and Little Miss with the run of the house. There goes the neighbourhood! :) Some father daughter time. As I write this, she's having a much needed kip after a morning of running around in gleeful abandon. That level of energy and joy that only small kids seem to pull off. Me? I'm recovering from trying to keep up with her. Still, cheaper than the gym and much more of a laugh :)

Chameleons came and went yesterday evening. It was a packed night, not so much with any particular event, but the number of people who made the effort to come along. Much as I like the events, or a small number of folk to talk to, the busier evenings are good too. Someone said: "you're quiet tonight." It's true, I was. I was just enjoying the moment really. Enjoying watching others have a good time. Other than watching, listening too. Sure, I can talk for England, but there are times when it's good to zip one's trap and listen to what others have to say.

The usual suspects where in residence and it was great to catch up with them. Talk shop about this, that & the other and generally have an evening of banter. I did plan on wearing my new shoes, but they seemed to slip about about a bit once I had my tights on. Perhaps they'd be best barefoot and with skinnies? Hmm. Something to plan and look forward to eh? I dunno, a tranny in trousers, whatever next! :P

Outfit-wise, it was a repeat of my hippy skirt and in an effort to break away from black, I went for a blue vest, the wrap top Mrs Jones treated me to and pink tights. Somewhat neon, but hey, I like to mix things up when I can. Besides, the fashion glosses are pushing 'nude colours' at us like crazy and I'd like to get a bit more 'on trend' dressing out of the way while I can. The shoes are New Look (who I think do the best shoes) and the hidden platform makes these very comfy. Maddy and Steph were kind enough to do the photographic honours and, natch, I did the same. And before you ask, I don't know why I'm waving my arms about like a loon either :)

I would say what is it with trannys and photos, but I joined a fashion forum the other month and it's not just us who do it. Well, I say 'fashion', it's very high street. I don't have the budget nor the interest for the high end stuff. I leave that to the professionals :)

Take care,

[ Today's lyric: Pretty in Pink by the Psychedelic Furs ]

Wednesday, February 17, 2010

"No more stillness, more sunlight,
Everything's gonna be alright"

Howdy folks,

How's things? Things have improved here on Planet Jones. The Big Project - so big it gets to have caps at the front of it - is settling down and therefore, I can relax a little. Various elements are dropping into place and the once impossible task, is looking more and more likely. Fingers crossed eh? :) The Ever Lovely Mrs Jones is happier too - despite being ill again (bless her) - so really, nothing to complain about. Yay. Note to Fates: that's not a reason to send me anything! :)

It's only midweek as I write this and other than the above, I've two other reasons to be thankful. Firstly, Mrs J and I ordered some shoes (Ladies shoes in 8 and upwards.... ) which arrived today. The pink satin peep toe ones will have to go back, which while they are gorge, my toes tip out of the end. Not a good look really. As to the others, well, north face of the Eiger meets Jimmy Choo, but at 4 quid - yes, 4 quid in the sale - you can't go wrong really. You could spend half of that just parking in town. Photos will follow once I get a chance to put an outfit together.

How things change eh? A few years ago - and this'll sound a bit odd - I'd look in catalogues or on-line and think I'd never be able to order stuff for home. Mrs J also joked: "If I hear a thump from upstairs, I'll call you a doctor." :)

The other thing was Stace - she of Musings of an (I)Tgirl fame - was kind enough to bestow the Beautiful Blogger Award. Shucks, thanks Mrs! This was most unexpected and really did put a spring in my step. Luckily I wasn't wearing the new heels at the time, otherwise I may have been typing this from our local surgery :)

Anyways, other than a posh badge to pop in your post, there are some rules attached to this. There's always a catch eh? :) Apparently, you have to list 7 things about yourself. Crikey, after flogging the keyboard over the last few years, I'm wondering if there's anything left :) Okay... ponder, ponder, ponder... Rats, 7 interesting things. That's going to push the envelope. :)

  1. I used to be a biker, but after Wee Man started school, it just wasn't practical. Sometimes I miss the feeling of the wind against me, but with the snow & rain of late, I've rather enjoyed having a car. There's more queuing, but I'm warmer and I find it easier to listen to music.

  2. Talking of which, I love music. Strangely, I don't go to concerts much. There's a cliche of 'the soundtrack to your life' but there's an element of truth to that. I find lyrics get into my head and I often find myself wondering what the writer was trying to get across.

  3. I completed the NaNoWriMo challenge last year. This was to write a novella of 50,000 words in a month. While it wasn't quality literature, I think the point of it was to show yourself it can be done. Will I write a book one day? Who can say. 50k words would be a short novel, but I think it shows that it is doable.

  4. I like baking cookies. Not so good for the waistline, but good for the soul.

  5. The name Lynn comes from an old on-line name of 'Lin'. The latter I used... blimey... probably 15 years ago. I picked it as it was short and here-nor-there from a male/female point of view. No, it doesn't mean 'line in' or other suck geekery :)

  6. Ahh... geekery :) A few years ago, there was a rush of Open Source products prefixed with 'Yet Another...'. This was at the time I was starting to think about blogging. Ironically, I don't have a lot to do with Open Source (although to me, software's software. If it works well, that's fine by me). Did I think this little blog would amount to much? No, not really and I don't say that with any false modesty. It's a blog, sometimes it's about just me, sometimes it's about others, but it is, yet another t-girl blog. There are lots of us out there and I think that's a good thing. I hope that it makes trans-whatever seem less unusual.

  7. I enjoy old architecture - particular old buildings, bridges or suchlike. I think its looking at how they've changed through time, or indeed, how things have changed around them. I think that's one of the greatest things about the London Underground; the small gems of past that pop through the modern. This also spills over into Urban Ex, but I'm very armchair in that regard.

So there's 7 factettes. Now it's on to the roll call! I guess it would be the Magnificent Seven, but a few folk have already been given the JPEG of honour :) That rules out Jess, Stace and Petra right off the bat.

Right, in alphabetical order - (Ed: you may perform a drum roll if you like. :)

  • Becky - gone but not forgotten. Back in the day, reading her and Jo's sites helped me.

  • Emma - a lovely local girl who's blog of her life is very interesting.

  • Gabrielle - a good friend and someone who puts others first.

  • Helena - her photos of London & nights out are fascinating. The tranny ones are good too :)

  • 'J' - fellow blogger and all round top chap.

  • Justine - We've yet to talk, but I do like her blog. Big up the trans pod-cast massive! :)

  • Lucy - We met at the Angel's Bash and she writes well.

  • Sam - Yes, that's 8 but I like breaking the rules. ;0)

Seven lucky people. Now I feel bad for not linking to the other good people off my blog roll. Many of the above are on there because we talk off-line and that there blogs are updated relatively frequently. I can't nominate Sophie either, 'cos she doesn't have a blog. Hint hint :P

Righto. That's me done for another week. I hope things go well and see you next time!

Take care,

[ Today's lyric: Stronger by the Sugababes ]

Friday, February 12, 2010

If dysfunction is a function,
Then i must be some kind of genius.

Hi all,

It's been one of those weeks this... umm... this week. Utter madness at work and I've upset the Ever Lovely Mrs Jones. Not a good five days looking back at it. :(

Work - stressful though it's been - I can (mostly) handle and really, while I get paid to make things work, there is only so much you can do in a day. Some stuff just has to remain unfinished because there's only so much cat herding you can do in a day.

The Mrs Jones situation? I was sure I'd talked to her about a work project, but in the words of one the 20th century's great thinkers: in all this excitement, I kind of lost track myself. :) Top that off with me being generally clueless and completely misreading the level of upset I'd caused, I went out and well... I was a grade A+ arse. :( The funny thing is - not so much funny ha-ha though - is that I was wound so tight, that I didn't really relax for most of the evening. Sure, it was good to talk to friends, but mentally, I just wasn't there. So, again, more apologies: this time to the friends who made the effort to talk, despite me being disconnected.

Twenty-twenty hindsight is a wonderful thing and I wish I hadn't misread the whole situation. Sometimes the idea of a time machine is very appealing.... or perhaps Time Tippex. Look up the day you ballsed it all up on and apply the time deletion fluid liberally. :) Then again, if you're prone to more than one mess up, when would you stop? I am a selective perfectionist. :) There are some things I'm incredibly fussy over (Ed: not in a RainMan kinda way though) and if something did exist where you could - as Cher once sang - turn back time, would I know when to stop? Oh the joys of being a selective perfectionist! :)

Maybe that's not the point and the past isn't supposed to be perfect. Perhaps the words 'Lessons Learned' on the project plan apply to life as much as they do in work. Learn and move on. :)

Cheerful eh? :) Ahh, but the weekend is upon us and there's no reports to do. There's no mad rush to be someplace, so I should take my head out of gear and just relax. Take care of the stuff that really matters: family.

Take care,

[ Today's lyric: Genius by Pitchshifter ]

Friday, February 05, 2010

"My brain is not damaged,
But in need of some repair"


All good? I hope so. I'm a bit tired at the mo, but hopefully a cup of hot tea and a sit down will fix that. Sometimes, it's great to be British. No need of Redbull or Pro Plus, just a few quiet minutes and a hot beverage. :)

This week has been - dare I say it (Ed: dare! dare!) - fairly quiet. Quiet is not necessarily a bad thing. As a friend said, you get to take stock on what's come before, to look back and enjoy the memories. I caught up with a few emails, messed about with Flickr and made a few changes on the group's website. I also had a wade through some of my own history: a brief tour of my old posts. Somethings I don't remember, others very well. Maybe that's part of the fun of keeping a blog (or diary), to jog the slowly slowing neurons of what has passed before.

Anyways... on with the show... :)

That said, both the Ever Lovely Mrs Jones and the nippers have not been 100% this past week. A dose of some bug laid both girls low - that's Mrs J and Little Miss - I may be a tranny, but I don't classify myself as a girl. :) Wee Man shrugged it off very quickly, so he was spared. Good for him. By some strange quirk of Fate, I too dodged the infected bullet and got away with just looking after them both. Still, that's what husbands and dads are for right?

On an aside, when does it stop being a girlie night out and become lady's night out? Answers on a postcard to the usual address... :)

Caring dad/hubby duties over with, slowly but surely, everyone returned to full health. Yay+ ! :)The week rolled ever onwards and it seems the only break in the routine was when I met up with a fellow blogger for a spot of lunch and a chat. 'M' is sometimes in my neck of the woods and it's not too far to pop out, grab a sarnie and talk about this, that and the other. Cake was nibbled, sarnies scoffed and coffee & company enjoyed. I've just got an email from M and that did perk me up some.

The only bit of vaguely related tranny news were the boots sported by one of the mum's on the school run. Most folk are understandably jeans + boots or work-wear. One lady had on a pair of calf height lace up boots (with a half folded turn up at the top). Okay... Plus chrome stiletto heels.... and.... teamed with black fishnets. I'm not saying she didn't rock the look, but even I thought it was a bit much for dropping the kids off. I wonder what she does for a living... and how much her feet hurt? :)

It's Valentines soon and while I've got a card stashed away, I do need to pop into town to get a present. Just something simple and I've got a few ideas. Now why is it that the small things seem to cost the most? How did that happen? :) Of course, it would be rude not to pop in to New Look and check out what's new wouldn't it? :)

Take care,

[ Today's lyric: Modern Way by The Kaiser Chiefs ]