I made one friend from the firm I last worked for, and went to lunch with her today. She knows I am trans, and treats me like a lady - including the discussion of topics of physical matters not usually discussed with males. So it was a pleasure to get together at the Mexican restaurant down the hill from me. As much as I would like to chat about some of the issues we discussed, I won't, save for one thing - she's been dealing with a lot of headaches lately, and she is exhausted. (She's lucky that she's at least 10 years younger than I am!)
Rosarito is becoming a go-to place for me when I'm in Marian mode, as the restaurant is quiet during the day. It is a nice place to get a good Mexican meal at a reasonable price, and one that I'll only go to at off hours. My friend, I'll call her OSJ, had trouble finding the place because her car's GPS system had her make a left turn at my exit when she should have made a right turn. Once she used her phone's GPS system, she found the place without trouble. It was like seeing a long lost friend again, and we brought each other up to date on each other's lives. After lunch, she made sure to let me know that I can call her before our next lunch. I will take her up on that.
Around 2:30 pm, it was time for us to leave the restaurant, and I decided to drive to Poughkeepsie to see what they had in the local Lane Bryant. They had a few nice dresses, but nothing worth what they asked for those dresses. So, I passed on them, and drove home. On the way back, I stopped by Walmart to buy some slip shorts, and then it was home for the night.
