A trip through Brooklyn to see a new friend

 

I may have mentioned that RQS grew up in Brooklyn before gentrification started.  Neighborhoods that had been segregated by race were now segregated by economic status.  Although RQS is mixed race, she grew up identifying as Black.  (My family on my mother's side became whiter and whiter as we assimilated into American society. That might be the only thing I might respect my maternal grandfather for doing when he arrived in America over 100 years ago.)  

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Today, RQS and I were scheduled to meet one of her friends at her apartment in Crown Heights.  Like Bed-Stuy, both of these Brooklyn neighborhoods were classic ghettos (in the modern US sense) a generation ago.  Now both neighborhoods are being transformed from "The Hood" (with all of its crime) to a up and coming "Neighborhood" with all of the problems of gentrification.  RQS's friend bought into her apartment building before gentrification, and will likely see it increase in value as poor people get squeezed out of the area.

Around 2:30 pm, we took an Uber across Brooklyn to reach RQS's friend, IS.  They have known each other for decades, and I was a little nervous about meeting someone new.  So, I ended up being extremely talkative.  Yet, this wasn't a problem - I made a good impression on IS.  While there, I fixed a problem IS had with her entertainment system before IS cooked dinner for us.  And then we feasted.  We chatted until 10 pm, and then Ubered home for the night.

Although my original plans were to drive home that night, I decided to stay the night and drive home the next day.  This was a good move, as both RQS and I were exhausted, and only sleep was on our minds when we got home.

PS: I feel that it will be safe to tell IS about Marian.  We'll see what happens in the future.

 

Rakugo (Again)

 

Rakugo, the Japanese art of story telling.  If anything, it focuses on one person telling a story, and setting people up to have a good laugh.  Even though we knew we'd hear some stories we knew from our last visit to see this man perform, we also knew we'd have a good laugh or two.

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Our day started with both of us feeling a little lethargic.  I had awakened early, and was starting to get tired again by the time RQS was up for the day.  After a nice breakfast, we made our plans for the day.  Around 5, we'd go into Manhattan and get a bite to eat around Union Square.  Then, after a little time killing, it would be off to the theater to see Katsura Sunshine's (KS) performance.

We were supposed to meet RQS's new friend at the theater.  However, we got there late, and her friend went inside without us.  What surprised us was that RQS's friend was seated adjacent to us.  So we settled down to see the performance. 

Tonight's performance was broken up into several sections.  First was one of .KS's apprentices, who told a story I've heard before.   

She was good, but her accent made it a little difficult to understand what she was saying in English (a second language for her.)  Next came KS himself.  He opened up in a different way than he did when we last saw him.

This time, we knew a little more about him as a story teller, and we found out that he spends most of his time in Japan, coming to New York once per month for this show.  And then came a performer who was not here the last time around - someone practicing the art of Japanese dance.

To me, this was the weakest part of the show.  The art of Japanese storytelling via dance is lost on me.  But there was more storytelling to go.  KS's second apprentice was next.  Unlike the first apprentice, this fellow came from New Jersey.  So he'd be easy to understand. 

This apprentice told a story which KS told the last time we were here.  The story was still amusing, but not as much as when KS told it.  Next up was the first apprentice with another story.  She was entertaining, but only if you could wade through the thickets of her accent.

Then, the dancer came back in full regalia.  This dance was more interesting.  But, without the cultural context, the performance was a little flat.

Finally, KS came back on stage, and told one last story

Although KS covered much of the same ground in this performance that he did in the last one we had seen, both RQS and I agreed that seeing Rakugo could be a once every other year treat.  This would give KS and his troupe enough time to have their performances evolve, so that it would be fresh each time we came to see it.

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We exited the theater with RQS's new friend, and she invited us back to her place to chat.  Neither of us wanted to be on the subway at midnight, so we begged off.  But we made sure this friend knew we do want to see her again - some time after our next cruise. 

 

Driving to RQS's place (a short post)

 

Normally, I would focus on what happened during the day.  Today, I'll simply focus on the drive to RQS's place, as  something weird happened - I was not delayed by any traffic jams on the way to Queens, and that's strange!.

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Given that this weekend required for me to present as Mario for both Saturday and Sunday, I took a more relaxed approach to getting dressed today (Friday).  Although I didn't need to shave my full body, I did so anyway, as I knew that it's easier to do it at my place than to do it at RQS's place.  Knowing that I didn't have to make up my face, and that it would be quicker for me to dress as Mario, I figured I'd be out of the house early - and I left my apartment an hour earlier than usual.

Normally, I hit a traffic jam in lower Westchester county, switching over from the Bronx River/Sprain Brook Parkway to the Hutchinson River Parkway, to have an easy approach to the Whitestone bridge.  (There are 3 bridges that connect the New York mainland to Long Island, and the Whitestone is the most direct way to RQS's place.)  From there, I'd normally take the expressway to Forest Hills then take local roads to RQS's place.  Miracles of Miracles - there was no traffic on the expressway, and I was able to get on the (former) Interboro parkway to reach RQS's area.  I was at RQS's place just as the kids were getting out of school.

I was there about 90 minutes early, and RQS was hungry.  So, it was off to the local deli for a late lunch.  Even though I had stopped by the lobster truck on the way down, I was glad to have stopped for another bite to eat - the sandwich at this local joint was good!

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For the most part, it was a quiet day and evening.  But tomorrow would be a busy day, as we were going to see Rakugo again in Manhattan.

RQS had to go home, and I had time to myself

 

It's always a touch of sorrow when RQS and I have to part.  Yet, this parting gives us the freedom to live at our own pace without having to worry about the others' concerns.  And maybe, just maybe, this makes our relationship work as well as it does.

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RQS's schedule was busy today - 2 doctors' visits and pottery class in the evening.  I won't go into details of her life, but she was busy from the moment she got out of bed to the moment she was able to get back into her own bed.  As for me, I took a little drive, went home, then relaxed for the rest of the day.

Right now, I have a book on JavaScript being delivered by Amazon.  Once it arrives, I will start on my next project: converting a web page with a downloadable spreadsheet to be used in calculating a true per-person cost of a cruise to a JavaScript program which performs the same function without making the computational guts too easy for others to duplicate.

Did I do any reading while I relaxed and had little to do?  Nope.   Instead, I watched videos most of the time, and then did some minor reorganization in the kitchen.  Although I could have gone out again later in the day, I didn't have the energy or inclination to do so,  Nor did I have any energy to deal with a medical appointment I should have made 4 weeks ago.  AARGH!

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At least, I did one thing of note:  I cooked some pad Thai.  Was it good?  No.  Next time, I'll try something different with rice noodles.

Finishing up Shore Excursion booking for an upcoming cruise.

 

Later this year, RQS and I will be cruising the British Isles.  RQS booked most of the shore excursions for our cruise.  Today, I booked the last one - a Beatles walking tour of Liverpool.  Although much has changed in the 66+ years since they started performing in their respective bands, historical information is easily seen in the streets upon today's visitors walk  (Yes, I'm including the time they performed as rank amateurs.)

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Neither of us wanted to go out for Easter Sunday.  The weather was dreary and it was both cold and clammy.  Since I didn't sleep much the night before, I knew RQS wouldn't mind getting up late and having a restful sleep.  So I moved into the living room at 8:30 and started watching TV until RQS arose from her slumber.

This was a perfect day to stay inside and rest, and that's what we did.  Yes, we became couch potatoes for most of the day.  But what was there to do at 2 pm on a Sunday?  But this wasn't a loss.  Having a day where we could stay inside was just what we needed to recharge our batteries.  By the time we finished dinner, I was ready to book our last shore excursion, and firm up our expense balance before our next cruise.  (I owe RQS some cash.)

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As you can see, this was a Jammie day for the two of us.  Tomorrow, I'll have things on my docket which must be taken care of this week.  One of these things will be getting a check to reimburse the co-op president for some expenses she incurred.  Since I'm the only other person who has signing powers for the co-op, I have to go to the bank as Mario to get a teller's check for her.  (That's about all I'll say of the details of my co-op's business, save that we're seeing a light at the end of the tunnel for problems that started 2 years ago.)

Lunch with DS (a short post)

 

Although RQS is coming up today, I only want to discuss two things: Lunch with DS and a chat with my brother.  (I can always chat about RQS later on in another post.)

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We scheduled lunch for 12:30.  So I had to set reminders to make sure that I'd be well on my way to getting showered, made up and dressed before noon.  Unlike cisgender women, I always feel a need to apply makeup, as my face will otherwise look sort of masculine.  The less people notice these facial features, the better.  But I digress.

On the way down to White Plains, TCL called me up.  She lost one of her car keys the other day, and now the second key fob broke.  Although she has a valet key, it didn't do her much good sitting back at home.  Luckily, she has a neighbor who could be counted on to get into her house, find TCL's keys, and bring them to her to get her car home.  TCL still doesn't know what she wants from car keys and the fob, but I'd bet that she's going to cheap out, and only duet the valet key, and not pay for a replacement key fob which would allow her to open the car's trunk, as well as to open doors remotely.

I arrived at the diner around 12:30 and met DS.  Both of us enjoyed lunch, and caught up on what's happening in each other's lives.  Although I can't say she's doing well, she has been taking on gigs to pay the bills, and had a little extra for lunch today.  Hopefully, we'll be able to get together more often, and I mentioned that I'd like to have her come with me to one of the "20 at 20" off Broadway shows during their last week.  But that's only if I make the effort to go myself.   It's always nice to have female friends to do things with.... 

I can't believe that I'm falling behind on my posts.

 

I just looked at the date this post will be available to everyone, and I realize that I've been struggling to keep things up to date lately.  No, I'm still roughly where I want to be, but not with as much lead time between the time the post is written and the time it is available to the public.

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Today, I had 2 things on the docket.  One was laundry, the never ending task of putting money into the washer and folding clean clothes.  It's not bad, but not a job I enjoy doing.  Yet, if I were to take it to the local cleaners to get done, it would cost me several times more than when I pay for it now.  Since I'm frugal, I might as well trade time for money that stays in my purse.  The other thing was much more enjoyable - dinner with a friend I haven't seen in over a year.  Although you wouldn't know it to look at her, she likely has 2-3 times as much money in the bank than I have, and enjoys having a chance to spend some of it - on dinner.  

So, I dawdled until 2 pm, and then dumped a load of clothes (plus bed sheets) into the washer.  About 90 minutes later, I was bringing the basket upstairs to fold at my leisure.  Next, it was time to get ready for dinner.  This meant showering, shaving, applying makeup, then dressing to go out.  Since it was a bit raw outside (a light drizzle made the cold outside feel worse than it was), I decided to wear a dress with tights, as I wanted to get some use out of the dress before I pack it away for the summer.  And then, it was off to Brewster for dinner.

I met my friend at an Indian restaurant, and we proceeded to catch up on things.  I mentioned all of my cruises, and she mentioned some things going on with family.  A lot was said, and nothing was said.  She asked if RQS knew about this dinner, and I said yes.  (There will always be traces of sexual tension between some people of the opposite biological sex.  But I digress.)  She said that she'd like to meet RQS, and I noted that I can do that on weekends.  So, RQS will soon meet another one of my friends soon.

All too soon, dinner ended.  And I had to drive home.  I regretted not taking a bio-break at the restaurant, as I barely made it home.  And when I did, you never saw a gal pull down her knickers as quickly as I did to take care of some important business.   (I now understand the urgency my late wife felt when she had to make her mad dashes....)

Taxes, taxes, and more taxes.

 

Twas two weeks before tax day, and all through the house.  Two ladies were stirring, both seeing an empty purse. One purse got emptied, the other got filled. No, I'm not going to continue with working those lines.  But they illustrate the differences between RQS's position in life and my position in life.

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This was a day that I had to spend in Mario mode.  Our tax lady doesn't know that I am TG, nor do I want her to know.  It works out better for me that I am able to live in stealth mode when I need to, and in this political climate, it's a bonus.

Both of us were ready and out the door by 10:30, and were at the tax lady's office at noon.  Unfortunately, she has to redo my paperwork once again, so I couldn't pick up my tax forms.  But RQS was able to do so, and paid the bill for her taxes, as well sending money out to the tax man.  Once done, our next destination was RQS's place, where I dropped her off.

I left RQS's place at 1:45, and was home 2 hours later.  There were some idiots on the road, and I was almost nailed by one trying to squeeze between me and the car to the side of me.  Yet, this wasn't the worst of it.  Some person totaled his car in a fight against an 18-Wheeler.  The car's front end and roof was destroyed, while the truck and its trailer didn't show any damage. The traffic slowdown leading to the accident site wasted a bit of my time.  Yet, by planning to take an exit, I bypassed most of the traffic jam by passing it on the right, and by merging back into traffic just before the accident site which just happened to be 300 feet away from the exit I planned to take.

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Once I was home, I was in for the night.  Tomorrow, I'll be back in Marian mode, and have another nice day outdoors.

A birthday dinner at Chazz Palminteri's (a short post)

 

Tomorrow is RQS's birthday, and I wanted to take her out tonight.  (It's easier to get a good meal on Saturday than it is on Sunday at many places, and I wanted to make sure she enjoyed the meal.)

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Originally, I wanted to take RQS out to a place where we had to get dressed up a little.  But, with the weather as cold as it is, getting dressed up didn't make sense.  Instead, we both decided to dress for the weather, and drive down to White Plains for dinner.

Chazz Palminteri's place is in the heart of White Plains, NY, in an area where one must park at a garage, than on the street.  Although they have an arrangement with the hotel next door to use their valet parking, I did not want to remove my car's key fob from my handbag just to have my car parked.  Instead, I drove into the public garage nearby, parked the car (not needing to tip the valet anything when picking up the car) and walked to the restaurant.

How do I describe the food?  Well, we split an order of Calamari for an appetizer, and it was some of the best Calamari we've ever had.  The pieces were lightly battered, and cooked to the point of wellness just before the meat becomes rubbery.  It was a pleasure to eat the squid, and I almost wished I could have ordered a dinner portion for myself.  Instead, I ordered the Seafood Fra Diavolo pictured above and feasted on the clams, scallops, and lobster tail resting on a base of spinach fettuccine, YUM!  Everything was cooked to perfection!

Eventually, we left the restaurant and drove home.  It was a nice day, and something we'll do again when the budget permits. 

I wasn't in the mood to do much this morning

 

Again, I woke up early today, and again, I was tired when I needed not to be.  But first....

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I was supposed to get together for coffee with one of my co-op board members.  However, I woke up around 6 am, after a not so restful sleep.  Staying in bed until 8:30, I didn't fall back to sleep, but awakened enough to get up and cook breakfast for a change.  (I have all the ingredients for a home-made version of s sausage-egg-cheese sandwich on English muffin.)  It sated my hunger, but I lost all track of time.

Why is losing all track of time important for me?

Well, there were 2 things I wanted to take care of before RQS arrives at 4:30.  First, I wanted to take a box of paper to the mobile shredder.  Since they shut down at noon, I knew I wasn't going to make it.  Next, was coffee with the co-op board member.  I wasn't ready when she called, but both of us had things to do.  So, it was a fortunate circumstance for both of us.

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Right now, I have been busy putting winter clothes into storage containers, as well as putting clothes back into my closets and dresser drawers.  I want to make some progress cleaning up my place before RQS arrives.  Now, I have a couple more hours to do so - and I'm grateful for this.

I had to go home today

 

After a long weekend with RQS, I had to go home.  It's just as well I did so, as I needed to start getting things done at home. So, it was with regret (and a little relief) that I got on my way.  (As they say: Absence makes the heart grow fonder.)

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Both of us got moving late in the morning today.  But that didn't mean that either of us were ready to go out.  I knew that I had to get ready to leave around 1:30, so that I could drive home by 3.  One problem - I should have started earlier, as afternoon traffic jams would be starting early.

The reason I started to get ready later than I planned was RQS's TV.  We wanted to move a large screen TV into the living room, and move the smaller one into the sitting room.  Well, we had to move furniture, storage boxes, and other stuff out of the way to get at all the wires (power cords being the most important), and disconnect them so that we could carry the TV into the living room.  We did this before I showered, and we had working TV in the living room before I left.

One of the problems I have at RQS's place is that the lighting is terrible.  There is only one place in her apartment where I can get enough light to do my makeup, and it's her bathroom.  The lighted makeup mirror I brought to her place doesn't do enough good.  But I can make do with it if I'm careful.  If I could find a solution that works, I'd have a much easier time of applying my makeup at her place.

I left RQS around 3:15, and it took forever to make it from her neck of the woods to the other side of the East River.  But once across, I had no problem making it to Stew Leonard's to do some food shopping.  But again, I hit some traffic on the way home, as I was traveling in the middle of rush hour.

Eventually, I made it home for the night - and finally had a chance to relax.

As I write this, I can't sleep

 

First, as I write this, I can not sleep for some unknown reason.  My relationship with RQS is going well, and we are scheduled to go on another cruise in a few weeks.  So, what is going on?  I described how I'm feeling as like a cisgender male version of a female's hot and cold flashes.  She said it might be hormonal, and to bring it up with my doctor on my next visit.

With this out of the way, I'm not sure if I was individually contacted by my former cruise partner, or whether it was a broadcast to an entire meetup group.  Although I might have responded "Yes" to an invitation to join the meetup group at a local restaurant, I would be busy that same night with co-op business - and the co-op comes first these days, due to the importance of my attendance at meetings.

My brother is flying out of town for his final interview with a firm.  If he's hired, he'll be moving to another state.  And I'll miss him, in spite of him and I seeing each other less than every 3rd month or so. I don't want to get stuck managing the family homestead, and I don't want to deal with the paperwork of paying bills, etc. to keep this joint venture going.

Tomorrow, I'll look up the phone number of the place where my doctor wants me to get an ultrasound, and schedule it for next week.  I'm at the age where my body is likely to betray me, and I don't look forward to its series of betrayals.  

Yet, none of these things can fully explain why I can't sleep right now.  Maybe, after I'm done with this post, I can get back to bed, cuddle up with RQS, and finally fall asleep. 

A tip into NYC for the Billy Preston documentary

 

I wanted to see the documentary on Billy Preston's life (Billy Preston: That’s The Way God Planned It) but it wasn't showing at the local art-house.  So, I had put it on the list of films I'd look for when searching for documentaries to watch on the various streaming services.  Yesterday, RQS and I went to see this film.

But first...

This weekend, I drove down to RQS's place en-femme. She's comfortable with me this way, and I didn't feel like switching my id from wallet to wallet to travel as Mario.  

I got up moving slowly, and started my preparations to dress as Marian. By 2:00 pm, I was out the door, making my stops on the way to RQS's place.  First, it was to the bank to get some cash.  And then off to the gas station to buy some overpriced gas.  (We have the Orange Monster and Israel to thank for this.) Once my local area tasks were done, I was on my way to Queens.

There were the usual slow spots on my way to RQS's place.  So, I ended up driving through Forest Hills to bypass the traffic snarl in Kew Gardens, where the Grand Central Parkway, the Jackie Robinson (aka Interboro) Parkway, and Van Wyck Expressway all meet.  Even though NYC/NYS did a lot of work to improve traffic flow at this confluence of roads, they were constrained by the local roads also having to flow through this area - there was no way to widen/lengthen the merge points to accommodate the traffic that needs to flow through the area.  So, 90% of the time, I'm forced to drive through local streets because the Van Wyck Expressway is at a stand still for over a mile before the exit for the Jackie Robinson Parkway (JRP), and the entrance to the JRP being blocked as 5 lanes merge into 2.

What surprised me was that I made it to RQS's place in 2 hours (an acceptable time), and that we were able to relax for the evening before 6:00 pm. 

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Saturday came, and we had a movie to go to.  Around 3 pm, we both started getting ready to go out, and I spread my makeup all over "my" side of the dining table.  By 4 :30, we were out the door and headed to the city.  Reaching the Hudson Square area of Manhattan, we could only find one place to eat - Shake Shack.  Although the burgers were good, we could have spent half as much at Mickey D's and enjoyed it just as much.  Yet, I can't say that Shake Shack wasn't worth the money they charged for their burgers.  They were good!

We were in walking distance of the theater, and were able to find a seat with ease.  However, we had issues with sitting down, as we both wanted to take off our coats, and had a big bag of popcorn to manage.  Once seated, we found that the movie focused on Billy's growth as a musician, followed by the pain the Billy had to deal with.  His abuse (both what was done to him when young and the substances he "enjoyed" to survive) was the focus of the latter part of the film.  It wasn't until the end of his life that he could even start to share his pain.  What a sad life balanced with joyous music.  Too bad for him that he couldn't have had a "normal" life.  Too good for us that he didn't.

I suggested to RQS that we take the long way home to avoid stairs, and we did that.  But it took us twice as long to get home from Manhattan.  First, it was a local to South Ferry, where we changed to another subway line to take us to Union Square.  From there, it was a trip back to 8th avenue to preserve our ability to sit down on the outbound ride, and then a transfer of trains in Ridgewood to that we could make it to a deli for a quart of OJ.  

We were home around 10:15, and ready to sleep.  And both of us needed it....

Getting used to a reorganized kitchen (a short post)

 

I wish my kitchen was this useful.  Sadly, I have too much stuff in the kitchen to make it truly useful.  It would make things easier for me if I were to get rid of items I don't use.  But to do that would mean making hard decisions that I'm not ready to make right now.

This weekend, RQS straightened out my kitchen.  But I hadn't yet had the chance to use it.  Today was my chance.  First, I had to drop RQS off at the station to return home.  And then, I could go home to rest.  Given that it was a dreary day AND that I had no plans to go out later, I got dressed as Mario just to drop RQS off.  After a quick stop at the deli to get a breakfast sandwich, it was home for the day.

Once home, I took a needed nap, and then started work on reorganizing information I'll need to create another cruise tool.  So, that killed some time until dinner.  There was some salmon in the fridge, but I wasn't interested in that.  Instead, I was more interested in the "more than" half chicken from last night.  Cutting off the remaining right breast (RQS doesn't carve a bird well) and full left leg, I proceeded to prepare this part of the bird for nuking.  Next, I made some flavored rice, then cobbled up some gravy to ladle over the bird.  Finally, I warmed up the bird and had a hearty meal.

Regarding the placement of some items in the kitchen, I switched the garbage can's spot with the original place for the rolling cart, Now, I don't have to move the cart each time I want to get utensils from the drawer.  RQS is good at finding the energy to do this kind of reorganization, but not as good at figuring out a practical final state.  Maybe that's why we work well together - we complement each other in our areas of weakness.

Tomorrow, I'm hoping to get out and (maybe) get my nails done.  Then, it should be another week as Marian.

The day started with phone calls

 

Anyone who knows Commercial Street in Provincetown, MA will notice something very wrong about the AI generated image above.  I gave ChatGPT instructions to draw me in front of the Lobster Pot restaurant in Provincetown and got the above picture.  Can you tell me what's wrong with the image?

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There were several things on my docket for today, and two of them involved phone calls.  First was a call to RQS to tell her NOT to bring up her fancy dress, as we'll be a little bit more casual tonight when we go out for dinner.  The second had me being more apprehensive, as it was to return a call from my doctor's office.  I found that the assistant couldn't get the GLP-1 drugs cheaper than the prices I found, and was asking me to check with my mail order pharmacy to see if they had a better price for the drugs.  So, I have another phone call to make soon.  RQS would be coming up later in the day, and that meant that I also had some laundry to take care of before  I picked her up at the train station. 

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Around 1 pm, I put laundry into the washer, and started my process of getting ready to go out.  By 3:30 pm, my laundry was done and I was ready to go out.  At 4:30, I picked up RQS at the station, and we drove to Chappaqua for dinner - French Food on the last Friday of Restaurant Week.  It was a good thing we got there when we did, as the place was empty when we got there, but getting full by the time we left. The food was very good, but I made one mistake in my choices: I chose the wrong liquid in which my mussels were prepared.  I chose the white wine sauce, when I had a craving for something like the Dijon mustard sauce.

Once we were done with dinner, we went to the supermarket to do some shopping.  And finally we were home for the night.  It was nice to take off my bra again.  RQS will never understand why I want the headaches of being female, but then, how many people understand us TGs?

 

 

Parting is such sweet sorrow

 

RQS had to go home today, and both of us would have liked for our weekend to last longer.  So, I showered, made up my face, and got dressed to bring RQS to the train station.  However, this was not the only thing on my docket - I had arranged to have dinner at the Brazilian BBQ with Vicki, and it would be an evening I'd be tempted to overeat.

It was much warmer than I expected when I dropped RQS off, so I decided to change into something else for the evening.  Instead of a tunic dress over leggings, I decided to wear something different.  The first dress I tried didn't work well with the bra I was wearing.  So, I took another dress out of the closet and wore that instead.

Vicki arrived at 6, and I did the driving to get to the Brazilian BBQ in West Nyack.  She didn't believe how easy it was to cross the river, and I noted that it's usually backed up during rush hour, but not at other times.  We found the restaurant where I expected it to be, and almost as soon as we were seated, the meats started coming to our table.  I could have easily pigged out.  But I didn't want to be processing last night's dinner when I arrive at the doctor's office tomorrow.   

After dinner, we stopped at the store, so that I could pick up a thumb drive for my tax files.  This way, I'll be able to avoid carrying a lot of paper as I go to my tax preparer.  (That's on the docket for Wednesday.) 

 

PS: I'll be presenting as Mario for the next couple of days.  I can't wait until Thursday where I can get back to wearing something pretty again. 

I could have gone out, but....

 

I stayed home much of the day, when it was a perfect day to go outside.  Today's focus was on the spreadsheet (see yesterday's post), but I didn't have any real plans for the day.  

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When I got up, I realized that I could either get showered, made up, and dressed.  But if I did so, I'd be spending money I don't need to spend to entertain myself.  And that's something I don't really need to do.  So, I decided to finish work on the spreadsheet, and add two more cruise lines to the options available for use.  It was easy to get lost in the tedium, and time passed as if hours were just minutes.

Around 5 pm, I decided to get showered and dressed.  It was nice to be able to apply makeup again, as I won't be able to spend much time as Marian next week, as I'll be stuck as Mario for both a Doctor's visit and for a pair of Co-Op board meetings.  (Once they are over, I can switch back to Marian mode for a while.). At 6 pm, I drove to the local Chinese take-out to pick up dinner, and I got a call from Vicki - we both forgot about dinner at the local Japanese restaurant.  So, we postponed again, and will likely go to a Brazilian BBQ sometime in the next couple of weeks.  

After I returned home, I got things set up for the Zoom meeting with our Texas friends.  It was a good meeting, as both of our friends were more animated than usual.  When I mentioned that I may have to set up my own Zoom account subscription, one of the gals volunteered to help pay for it.  Now we know how much this one person wants to keep up our monthly Zooms.

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Tomorrow, it will likely rain all day, making it a perfect laundry day.  I'll bet that I find excuses not to do it until late in the day. 

I hated getting dressed today

 

If I could have dressed like this to bring my car to the dealership for a NYS safety inspection, I would have done so.  However, I had to present as Mario today, and there's no fun in dressing as a male of my age.  But the car needed to go in, and I had to take it there....

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I woke up today knowing that there was one absolute task on my docket - My car's annual safety inspection.  With only 26k miles on the meter, I knew that I the car should have a clean bill of health.  The tires are roughly halfway through their expected lifespan, and the next major (expensive) maintenance wouldn't come for another 4,000-5,000 miles.  (I'm wondering when I will need new tires and brakes - but I won't bother doing that tonight.)

Since there was a Wendy's across the street from the dealership, I decided to have their Lenten-only offering - a fish sandwich.  It wasn't bad, and it wasn't that good.  But it sated my hunger.  Once done with lunch, I crossed the street and dropped my car off for service.  While waiting, I saw my downstairs neighbor in the waiting room and said hello as we were paying our respective bills.

Once done, I planned to return home, change into Marian mode, and go out.  But I was a little tired, and figured that I'd rather rest, then do laundry sometime in the evening. When I got home, I started to work on the spreadsheet again, and was interrupted by TCL when I was starting to get into mental "Flow" mode. I was able to get a load of laundry in (washed and dried) before 10 pm, and brought it back upstairs before calling RQS at the end of the day.

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Tomorrow, I will have a Zoom meeting with our Texas friends.  More on this then. 

It was finally time to go home.

 

Neither of us wanted to get up this morning.  It was chilly outside, and it would be another few days until we were together again.  Yet, I was up at 6 am, as the sunlight coming in from the window outside  wouldn't let me sleep.

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For some reason, I couldn't find the undies I left at RQS's place for when I sleep over.  Yes, it's easy to determine which undies belong to me when I'm presenting as Mario.  But, when both are wearing the same gender's undies, things can get confusing.  I was lucky to have a few pairs in the suitcase I brought with me this weekend.  Even more so, a pair of socks had holes, so I pulled out a pair from the suitcase as well.

Around 2:30, RQS and I left her place.  She needed to go to the bodega to pick up tonight's dinner, while I went to the bus stop which services both the express route and the local route.  This was a good move, as the first bus that came along was the express bus.  But even with the express bus, the trip home was problematic - the transit authority was replacing the turnstiles, making an "Accessible" station non-accessible.  I had to drag my bag down a couple of flights of stairs to get myself and my suitcase to the train.  (I'm lucky that the escalator to the upper level was working, as the elevator to that level was shut down for work on the turnstiles.)

Eventually, I made it into Manhattan, and then to Grand Central.  I had just enough time to make it to an express train to Croton, and was home before 5 pm.  By 6 pm, I was at Trader Joe's, picking up food for the rest of the week, before going home for the evening.

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Tomorrow, I'll have to present as Mario to get my car inspected.  After this, I can change back to Marian and put new polish on my nails. 

What happens when the highlight of the day is bed time?

 

As I write this, the US war against Iran is in its 3rd day.  Our president has made the major mistake of having peace talks while preparing to bomb a country.  America is about to get into another Vietnam, without any of the support it could have had if this were a just cause.  To make things worse, it feels like the war was started to cover up the Monster's presence in the Epstein Files. I wonder how many people will die because this madman wants to have a legacy that survives him

Why did I open with this?

Over the weekend, the most common thing in our YouTube feeds were talking heads and their discussions about the war.  It's hard to escape the insanity that is going on in the "Real World" when a madman's fancies are destroying everything America stood for.  I'm glad that my nephew is out of the military, as he'd be part of the cannon fodder the Monster is using to achieve his goals.

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Neither RQS nor I bothered getting dressed today.  It rained a little and the snow has melted a bit.  Soon, parking will be "easy" to find as before the snow storms hit.  Today was one of our relaxation days where we did nothing, save for having breakfast and dinner.  I shouldn't say we did absolutely nothing - RQS finished the reorganization of her storage shelves, and things are much easier for her to get at.

Part of me is looking forward to going home tomorrow.  My reasons are simple - I want to get back to work on my cruise cost calculation spreadsheet, and I can only work on it at home.  This has been a fun project for me, and something I will likely keep playing with as time progresses.  I already have some enhancements I'd like to work on that would make the spreadsheet much more useful.  But it will take some time to implement them.

My brother looks like he'll have a new job, and it looks like we have new tenants for the family homestead.  Although we will have money coming in, we will either need to reinvest it in the house, or let the next owner do so.  I'd have rather sold the property, but the timing of everything is fouling that plan up for now.  Assuming he has the new job, I'll get together with him for a last dinner before he moves out of town.  Yes, he'll be returning home to check on things now and then, but things won't be the same as before.  I'll likely get stuck managing the property - something I don't relish doing.

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At least, we caught up on our sleep for a change....