Big Outing

I'm sure I've mentioned the "First Thursday" gathering before, but I'll sum it up again.

Every month, on the first Thursday of the month, there is a gathering of CD / TV people and allies, at a gay bar in Green Bay. I used to attend these with some regularity, prior to 2020. The reason I stopped going was because of how political I saw them becoming. I am not a liberal, or a Democrat, nor am I sympathetic to any of their beliefs. I do not suffer morons, gladly or otherwise. If I can't enjoy spending time with other people who share my weird proclivities without some liberal jackass pushing their ideology on me, I'm not interested.

Now, I could discuss why I'm not a liberal, and discuss it at great length, but that's not what this post is for. The purpose of this post is to explain what I did with my evening tonight.

Anyway, because of the political thing, I stopped going. Then came my lovely fiancee's surgery, and the resultant complications. Then my own health problems took center stage. Long story long, over 5 years passed, and I decided to give it another go.

Last month, I did my very best makeup look (which is still quite awful, I assure you), put on a wig (which I hate with a purple passion), a beautiful red sequined dress, black tights with seams in the back AND the front, heels, jewelry, etc. I drove to Green Bay, attended the First Thursday event, and generally had a good time. One attendee insisted on bringing up politics, in that way that liberals like to, to which I responded by spending the rest of the evening staying out of that individual's presence as much as I could manage.

This month, encouraged by last month, I got all dolled up again (and looked quite hideous, I'm plenty sure) and drove to the event with a friend I'd made back when I was a more regular participant. This is a person who lives in the same city as me, so I offered to drive this time.

I really must learn not to dress so flashy for these things. Tonight, I wore a very sparkly silver LulaRoe Nichole dress, glossy nude tights, chunky heels, and a wig (which I hate to my very core) colored blue, pink and purple. Other attendees, including my friend and road companion, wore slacks and sneakers. 

The night was decent, again. My social awkwardness got pretty severe toward the end, and I was happy to trade my heels for flats and ditch the medieval torture device from atop my dome, jump in the car and head home. The same individual who wouldn't stop spewing liberal drivel last month was there again, and I pre-emptively avoided  contact tonight, which worked a treat.

As much as I'd like to go next month, my work schedule won't allow it. I'm also scheduled to work the first Thursday and Friday of December, but I have vacation time to burn, so I'll likely use it for that.

You would think this would have satisfied my Jones for dress-wearing. When I got home, I traded my dress for a t-shirt and a pair of shorts. That lasted about 30 minutes, and I was craving the sweet embrace of the dress sitting on my dresser, so I tagged out the shorts and t-shirt in favor of a pretty pink bra and a beautiful red dress.

I'm a creature of habit... 

This Week's Outings, 9/20/26

Sunday 9/20/26:

Starting the week with a bang! 

I woke up early, because I had a lot of things to get done outside the house. I slept in a pair of glossy black tights and a lovely sleep dress, but that wouldn't do for stepping outside, so off came the nightie, on went a panty, bra, LulaRoe Nichole dress, anklet and patent Mary Janes.

The first stop was Walmart, to pick up groceries. I didn't have to leave the car for the grocery pickup, but I did, briefly, to open the back door.

The second stop was Walmart, to pick up prescriptions. I had to go inside for this! I was also looking for some allergy medicine for my lovely fiancee, so I walked around the pharmacy area a bit before picking up my scripts. Then it was back to the car...

I was almost out of gas, so I popped into my favorite local gas establishment, fueled up my car and grabbed my receipt. Just then, I noticed that the "summer air" had partially leaked out of my tires, so I drove to the complimentary air pump, and inflated each tire to its proper level, individually, and in full view of anyone who cared to view it.

Back in the car once more, and having struck out on the allergy med I was looking for at Walmart, I undertook the grueling journey to CVS pharmacy, approximately 20 yards from the gas vending establishment I had just left. 

I walked around CVS, of course visiting the hosiery section. Did you know CVS sells Sheertex tights? And they're only around $20? I wanted to buy a pair, to review and compare to the Sheertex tights I have now, but they didn't have any in my size...so I didn't. However, I'll keep an eye out for these $20 Sheertex tights...

Between CVS and home, I ventured into a local liquor store, where I ran head-on into a very nice young lady that I know. She seemed to be in a hurry, and either didn't recognize me or didn't notice my attire. In any event, nothing was said and the encounter was over very quickly.

After all that, I wanted to save some boldness for another day, so I went home, unloaded my groceries, and got ready for work. 

This Week's Outings 9/13/26

Monday 9/14/26:

While in the nearest "big" city on Saturday, we visited a couple thrift shops. In one of them, I found a pair of nude pantyhose (yawn), 2 pair of Fiore sensual stockings (getting warmer), and a brand new, tags-still-on, purple LulaRoe Nichole dress.

The Dress went into the laundry yesterday, and was hung up to dry (I never put any LulaRoe item in the dryer). As of this morning, it was dry and ready to wear, and that's just what I did.

Wait, I'm on nights this week, so what I actually did was sleep most of the day.

When I woke up, I showered, shaved, applied light makeup, and got dressed in a blue thong panty, a blue mesh bra, nude nylons and my new purple LulaRoe Nichole dress.

I threw on a silver anklet and a gray hoodie, slipped into my favorite patent Mary Janes, and headed for the car.

Before I could leave the house, I walked all the way around the house, to the curb, and pulled my trash cans back to the side of the house, where we keep them, then finished my circuit of the house to get into my car.

My goal was to visit my city's "municipal services" office to obtain a "large item" punch card, so I can get rid of a few large items (the city won't take them without a sticker. You can't get a sticker without a punch card). I drove to the office only to find that it was closed, so I proceeded onto the next leg of my trip.

I drove to my favorite purveyor of adult beverages, walked in, purchased a bottle of my favorite brown liquid, paid for it, and walked back out to my car.

Next, I drove to my mom's apartment. I gave her an old RCA tablet for Christmas last year, and told her it was meant to be used as a digital photo frame. Well, it's too old to have a version of Android capable of starting a slideshow app upon boot, so I had to take it back home to tackle this problem. Having done so, I returned the tablet to Mom, helped her reinstall Google Chrome on her new PC, heard her story of how the neighbor saw me in a dress the day before, and received a phone call from my lovely fiancee.

We were discussing, via text, what to get for dinner. We had settled on Chinese food. My plan was to leave Mom's at 5:10, pick up the food, and get home around 5:25, just before my fiancee, so the food would still be hot and I wouldn't face any questions about why I was returning from the Chinese restaurant (which doesn't have a drive-up window) in a dress.

Well, things done always go according to plan, and this was no exception. It was 4;43 when she called to tell me she was on her way home. I drove home, and ordered the Chinese food while she was driving. When I left to pick up the food, she was already home, so I had put on a pair of jeans over my dress and do the old switcheroo in the driveway after the garage door closed.

My fiancee had a headache, and went to lay down for a few minutes while I picked up dinner. Knowing this, I didn't bother to put the jeans back on when I got home. In fact, I walked into the house, set the food on the table, then went into the bedroom where she was laying, threw the jeans on my dresser, and changed my hosiery from the lovely nude pair I had received last week from Temu (which are sadly just a bit too short), to a black pair of Snag tights (they call this color "licorice") that I've discovered are almost as comfortable as a second skin.

This concludes my public crossdressing adventures for today.

This Week's Outings 9/6/26

Wow, so much emptiness since the last TWO post...

Wednesday 9/9/26:

What a spectacular day!

Today was the day I finally ditched my old laundry machines in favor of a nicer, newer set. My brother, who worked until 4pm, brought a truck and a little extra muscle. I brought the cash and a plucky attitude.

In the morning, I went to the local hardware store and rented their appliance dolly. I was wearing an autumn-themed LulaRoe Julia dress, white sheer pantyhose and black ballet flats. Unfortunately, upon arrival at the store, I noticed one of my town's biggest loudmouth drunks walking it, so I decided to put on my jeans, just to avoid hearing about it later.

After the hardware store, I went home and took the dolly out of the car. My plan was to bring the old appliances up from the basement and leave them in the garage until I knew for certain that the ne set worked. In order to do that, my car had to be parked outside the garage. By this time, the jeans were off and I was back to presenting a dress and white nylons.

I jumped in the car and drove it all the way to the front of the house, parking it on the opposite side of the street from my house. After I had walked from the car back to the garage, I realized that I hadn't gone to an ATM yet, to get money to pay for the new laundry set. So, keys and wallet in hand, I walked back out to the car, in full view of the neighborhood, climbed back inside and drove to the nearest fee-free ATM. The ATM was of the sit-in-your-car variety, so the whole withdrawal process went off without a hitch. 

Did I mention that my lovely fiancee was in the shower when I left for the ATM? Small detail, no worries.

When I got home from the ATM, it was time to change for my brother's arrival (he knows, but doesn't approve). 

Laundry machines fully swapped out, tested and ready, the old machines went to the curb, my brother went home, and I shoved the appliance dolly back into my car, shed my jeans, drove to the hardware store, walked around inside a bit, bought a new set of washer hoses, and went home.

It was at that point that I realized that my old laundry machines were sitting on the curb, but nobody knew it! After parking my car, I walked around to the front of the house, stood in the street and took photos of the old equipment, posting the on Facebook Marketplace when I got back into the house.

All in all, quite a bit of public crossdressing done in a single day, wouldn't you say? 

Tomorrow, I plan to wear the usual (thong panty, sexy bra, sheer nylons) to work, in addition to some light makeup (including concealer for the first time). Wish me luck! 

Satiation

When last I updated these digital pages, I lamented my inability to explore and enjoy my latest 2 Temu deliveries, because my lovely fiancee had taken off the same days as me.

Fate, it seems, is not without a sense of irony... (extra credit if you know where this quote is from)

Tuesday night, after my lovely had gone to bed (I intentionally stayed up), I opened both Temu packages, and just let myself enjoy the exploration of my new femme goodies.

It felt great, and I deserved it.

Frustration

I have Tuesday and Wednesday off from my job.

I also have 2 Temu orders, sitting in bags, on my love seat.

My plan was to wake up tomorrow (Tuesday), while my fiancee is at work, and unpack all the nylons, wigs, panties, makeup, etc, taking my time to enjoy each of the lovely new things I've bought. It was going to be so wonderful!

I also have planned to buy a new washer and dryer, which I intended to pick up tomorrow, along with a robot vacuum cleaner. I was planning to do all this while wearing a dress, nylons, girly shoes, makeup and jewelry.

"Was" being the key word.

You see, my lovely fiancee, unbeknownst to me, also has Tuesday and Wednesday off.

As wonderful as my fiancee is, she cannot stand the prospect of me wearing anything feminine outside our house. She has even gotten weird about me wearing sandals to the state fair with my polished toenails, even though the state fair is over 100 miles from where we live, and there's basically no chance of encountering anyone either of us knows in such a far-away place.

So, if I'm to do anything outside the house while wearing my femme effects, I have to be extra sneaky about it, and I just don't think I have it in me.

My next days off will be this weekend, Saturday through Monday. The problem there is that my fiancee also has weekends off. Plus, we're going to see Derrick Stroup on Saturday night in the same city the state fair is held in, which will turn into a full day, with no dress, no makeup, no girly anything.

Sure, I could wait an entire week and open my Temu packages next Monday, but why should I have to wait so long?

Because I'm engaged to someone who's ashamed of who I really am.

My frustration cannot be overstated at this point. 

Blue Nylon, Anyone?

On Monday, we wear blue!

I love blue nylons, and I try to wear them every Monday.

Today, I liked how my legs looked in my blue pantyhose, so I snapped a couple photos.

Now I present them to you, and hope you enjoy them.

This dress is quickly becoming one of my favorites

Do you like the blue tights? The anklet? The dress? My pedi? Do you like me? Please like me. LOL

I wore these blue nylons to work last night, under my ugly, awful pants, and will be wearing them to bed in short order. 

I'm also rocking a gorgeous black mesh bra and a sexy thong panty, not that you asked, but there it is...