Tuesday, October 22, 2013


Okay, not me, but this little blog, here. Eight years? How my family, friends and life has changed since then.

I'm now a father of two, there was only Wee Man when I started writing.
Now there's Little Miss and they're doing well. They make me so proud.
The Ever Lovely Mrs J continues to get more lovely and life is good.
Sure, there have been some ups and downs along the way, but so it goes.

Not much more to say really, other than, thanks for reading and here's hoping for a few more years yet. :-)


Friday, October 18, 2013

Under pressure


Yeah, we're back to pop culture references as a title. Well, at least for another week. :-)

In the last week, I've been recording my blood pressure. It all kicked off after I had an appointment at the local doctors' and he pointed out I'd not had it [my blood pressure] taken for some time. I wandered off to see the Nurse and it seems it was a little too high for someone of my age. Early 40s eh? Is there when bits start dropping off as you fall apart? If so, could some of my flab evaporate elsewhere please? Oh, except in the boob and bum department, I need all the help I can in those departments ;-) Warned that said pressure was a little high, I borrowed one of those electronic gadgets and duly recorded it mid morning and late at night.

It did not go well. :-)

I guess there's a knack to relaxing - which I've not got - and knowing when to take it. I guess I need to get my head around this, although at the same time, I wonder if that's just massaging the stats? Hmm. Anyhoo, the only time said pressure dropped to more typical values was at the weekend and - perhaps mais oui - after a night out at Chams. Who said cross-dressing isn't a relaxing pass time? :-) Perhaps it is the stress caused when we want to, but cannot. But then, much of life is like that :-P

I think.... that I get wound up too easily. By that, I mean tense and I do find it difficult to unwind at work. I guess I feel that I should deliver and as we're currently changing our working practises by introducing lots of wonderful (!!) red tape. Maybe we didn't do enough before - bureaucracy, that is - but now, I think we're going too far the other way. I thought IT was supposed to help people, not slay a rain forest. ;-)

In other more positive - and hopefully interesting news - I've signed up on a mentoring programme for some t-folk on another forum. I won't say I have all the answers, or that I'm an expert, I'm still learning new things. I am, however, happy to try and help people who are just starting and maybe they can avoid a few of the blind alleys we all go down. On a related note, I've signed up to a gig at work to help out in a local primary school. Just a one day thing, were I'll be leading them in a design group. Fingers crossed it'll go well.

The Jones Massive are about to depart on a much awaiting half-term break. That will be fun. Nothing to do but go on a few walks, prep the fire, have lovely teas together and enjoy the single bar signal on our mobile phones. Goodbye, cruel world; hello relaxation and good times!

Take care,

Friday, October 11, 2013

Under the bridge


Not a reference to the rather good Red Hot Chili Peppers, nor the shambolic pop mauling from All Stains - sorry, Saints. :-P As I made my way to Chameleons last night, so I drove under the new bridge by Queen's Medical Centre. It's been a while coming and as I've sat in traffic on the way home, I've watched it be slowly assembled and now, it straddles the dual carriage way, ready to take the next phase of the tram from the city out to Clifton. It's nice to see the money I've been charged for being able to park at work on land the firm owns, put to use ;-) I would have liked to have taken a picture because I like changes in architecture and I like before & after shots of how the city changes. Whoever designed it, I think they did a very nice job.

I also managed a day out of the office, as I was out in rural Nottinghamshire, helping a project group with some IT work. I really enjoyed the change of place, and being able to sit around with the people who'd be using the system, and getting to listen to what they wanted, was really useful. There was no 'hard line' or toys-out-of-the-pram, just a group of adults getting things done. I can't help but feel we should do more of this. :-)

On to other things! :-) It was party night at Chameleons and for once, I had got the right evening. I had over-packed, not being sure what fitted and what mood I was in. I'm glad I did as while I had managed to shift a bit of weight last month, I've not been keeping up with the dog walking, so the 90s red body con dress went back into the bag for another night. I settled on the pink number (I do like a bit of repeat wear after a gap!), some new star pattern tights and last week's killer heels. I toyed with the idea of my shoe-boots, which still seem popular, but I preferred the heels.

I found a use for the clear nail varnish with glitter flecks in it. It seemed to go rather nicely with a black undercoat. I might try that again! I kept my eye make-up low key as I was going for a bright lipstick. I bought a lip pencil from Boots Number 7 range and that did help stop any feathering/bleeding during the evening. I think a bit of Lipcote also helped, but I find that a bit strong on my lips. Funny thing with make-up, after an evening of all glam, once I get all cleaned up, my skin feels wonderfully moisturised in the morning. Do you get this at all?

The evening itself went very well and everyone had been kind enough to bring along something to eat for the party. Rebecca had brought along some subtle lighting, so the place was suitably subdued. As one wit put it, it almost doesn't look like a Community Centre now :-) All that was to unveil the food and for someone to get the speakers out of the cupboard, then hook up the MP3 player. Talk about portable disco, it's a doddle now. :-)

[Oh, embarrassing moment: Apparently, I leaned a bit too far when plugging the speakers in and my skirt rode up. Luckily no-one passed out, but I will need to keep this in mind from now on. /blush ]

Much fun - and nibbles - was had by all and by keeping the music in the background, there was plenty of time to catch up and chat. Sadly I didn't get to resell my old wig, but as I said to Pat, better that the buyer be 100% happy with it, than waste the money.

I had a really good night out and with half-term coming up shortly, I'll be missing that meeting. One thing that did strike me about the meeting, was the next day. There are times when I get a nudge from the Pink Eyed Monster, hmmm.... that didn't sound a dirty in my head, but lets stick with it. :-) I guess it's a cross between Jealousy and Pink Fog, rather than any dodgy. I don't know about the rest of you, but there are times when you see people and.... I'm ashamed to admit it, I have been known to get a little envious of their clothing choices. Still, I know that leads to a darker path and I think it's best for me if I think on what I do have. Great family, good friends, good times and a good life.

Take care,

Friday, October 04, 2013



I find blog writing somewhat odd some days. What I mean is, I have an idea - or even ideas - of what to write about, yet when I come to actually doing it; I struggle to find an opening line. Instead, like now, I tend to find that I just have to go for it. Typing away as I'm talking to someone, and perhaps, in some odd little way I am. Even if that's myself :-)

Keep Quiet

A week or so ago, Nottingham played host to the Rocky Horror theater production and a work mate was telling me a bit about it. I've never been and I've only seen the film the once. I know the Ever Lovely Mrs J has been a few times, but despite the seemingly effortless excuse to drag up (yes, I know there's a difference between drag and being trans :-) ), it's never happened.

Anyhoo, said mate went more as the narrator, rather than one of the more irregular characters. During a lunchtime stroll, we then bumped into a colleague from another team, who had also gone..... and had (apparently) gone dressed to the nines.

So, picture the scene if you will: four blokes (one of which is yours truly), listening to the trials and tribulations of said colleague's investment in time, garb and difficult with - *ahem* - keep everything that should be away, away. I'm doing my best poker face at this point (not my strong point), while my brain is yelling  Speedos underneath? No, darhlink, control knickers! Tuck! learn to tuck! Luckily we moved on to safer topics before he started about high heels. Amateurs. Tsk. :-)

On another note, Andrew O'Neill - an excellent stand-up comic IMO (plus heavy metal, trans and self proclaimed show-off - I mean, what's not to like? :-) ) - is doing a tour around these fair isles. I passed another work-mate the work magazine showing casing AN's tour dates. Which prompted a Google search, which may me think, how long before someone follow AN's web site, sees the personal blog and then tracks the comments page back to here? Ah well. If you're reading this, M, hello ;-)

Good Vibes

All in all, this week has been kind to me. People are well and while I've been busy, I've been in a buoyant mood, which I feel is something to be grateful for. I noted that a blog friend had posted a comment on Facebook about how the advertising industry would probably go under, if we realised that it's not all about shiny new things.

Now, I'll be honest and say that I'm guilty of occasionally thinking about new stuff. A new dress, new shoes, a gadget to do something clever with the telly, etc, but..... I'd say in the last year or so, I've got into the habit of talking myself out of most purchases.

I say most, because last week I bought a new wig and the week before, I managed two dresses via mail order. Well, it was my birthday :-)

But trying - desperately! - to reel this one in, when I look back; yes, looking good, can help me feel good. But it's not the only route to Downtown Happyville. For me, it is as much what goes on and who I'm with, rather than what I have at the time. I've had some excellent holidays with my family, where we've done very little except go for long walks in the forest, messed about picking blackberries, made shelters out of sticks and stayed as far away from the High Street as possible. Likewise, I don't need to have a new dress when I visit Chameleons, I do like making new looks with different pieces.

Waffle done!

Take care,