I am truly sorry I haven't been around or contributing tales. You know all those people who say they have no life? Well...the miserable curs gave them all to me!!! With so many family obligations and my work, I barely and rarely have time to even write a sentence or two. Sometimes, when it's slow and I have two or three minutes to myself, or I'm having yet another sleepless night, I do manage to take a peek at some of the tales being posted.

Apologies for no Bike last night. I did try to blog to explain things but on clicking on save, I got the dreaded, ‘This page can’t be displayed.’ I didn’t have the energy to retype it. There will be an episode today, I’ll finish the one I started last night before I zonked.

Some of you have my phone numebr.

The proglem is my phone id dead and I'm trying to get it replaced....

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Love and Blessigs,
Betj

PS: Comdex is DONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Next S

I made it home. That might not have been in my best interest but it was the only option I had left open to me. I had to work, even though I am in no shape to work. It was foolish and dangerous and I'm glad no one got killed.

The leg is still infected and swollen. It looks a little better but that's not saying a lot. It's not as red, but it still hurts like hell. Ever play dig dug? When he puts the pump into a monster. Picture that happening to my left foot. To think I was upset when I couldn't find shoes before.

Carla Bay, Namely (Roo) Turns Sixty nine today.
It really has been Carla's Journey in real life the last couple of years, I have been to busy to write any more chapters of Carla's Journey but will start writing again soon.
Hugs to all my friends on Big Closet :)

Sorry I have been away so long folks, but things went from bad to worse since my last blog.

We spent a week without internet. My DSL went down Thursday the 12th. That happens now and then and they are usually pretty good about getting it back up. However, it was still out Friday after work. I suppose I should have called right then, but we had things to do and would be out 'til late, then Saturday there was this family outing. Long story short, I didn't make the call until Monday. I was told they could get a tech out Thursday morning. Thursday evening and no tech.

Well, I got moved to an Apartment building down by the river, here in Portland. So, there is a Transgender woman on the 4th floor with me, but I have not done more than catch sight of her as she walked around the corner.

So far so good. The Apartment House has WI-Fi and it s better than I thought it would be. Don't know about SKYPE or Movies yet.

We have so of the must wonderful Author ever . I send P M's to the authors about the stories and always get a response and a big heart felt thank you from them . First that I take the time to thank them for the time and effort to write & post and second they our honored that I take the time to read the stories they work so hard writing.
I just sent Mary Beth Sanford a thank you for posting stories . I had sent her a email on her personal email account and was so excited that she read my email and listened to me about posting here at BCTS .

Well, I got the green light from my church to prepare a lecture on being trans. It was suggested that I make it a mix of facts and my own personal experience. So ... any suggestions, ideas, or resources you guys know about that will help me do this?

Yesterday we found out that Joan rivers died and then someone put out on twitter that Betty White died with turned out to be a very poor hoax . I saw the headline on Facebook and then read further into the story and found out she is alive and well.
Just proves you can't believe all you read on F B .
I almost got caught with this lie

Yesterday was quite a good day for me, and gave me a much-needed emotional boost after several weeks of being pretty down in the dumps.

I've been trying to obtain a Mirena IUD since my son was born 10 months ago. It's a long complicated story, but I was told it is finally shipping to my doctors office today. I was also told once before that it was shipped by a different company. I have severe endometriosis which is why I desperately need it.

I'm in pain from it every day, but it's worse at that time of the month,it's so bad I sometimes can't walk, plus I'm normally exhausted for at least two days during that time

It's been a long time coming, but I've decided to end the relationship with my FtM boyfriend Felix. It started out well, but it is going nowhere and I figure why waste the next couple of years being polite. He will always say what I want to hear and do whatever the hell he pleases anyway. I am constantly frustrated in my own house and I don't want to live that way. I am tired of being annoyed, tired of living in filth, and tired in general. I think this is for the best. I am also thinking of putting my house for sale and moving from the state.

After I had my Surgery on my Nose last Friday to fix my Deviated Septum and a few other internal issues, like widened the sinus openings. I will Have to say I can breath again!

Well, I learned today not to ask a question unless I want an answer. I was curious about my breast growth, so I went to a store and got a measurement. I am a 54 band, A-cup.

Well, it has been that time of year again, and I was off following Steph and Annie's footsteps to the Shrewsbury Festival. This year, I was able to take no less than five instruments to the weekend, thanks to a lift from a friend.

So I am still writing this biography. I actually finished the first draft and am in the middle of editing. You think I would be happy, but I'm not. I have found an agent who is interested. You think I would be happy, but I'm not.

So my life continues to change. I am far enough in my transition to finally accept what others have told me all along, I'm cute, I'm pretty. I'm no longer self conscious, I have friends and family who accept me. I get correctly gendered as I'm out and about. even in male clothing. I have so much going for me. I'm also however moving back home. Whether this is a good or bad thing I do not know. Money is an issue so I can no longer attempt to live on my own. Dad has agreed. So long as I present myself as "normal". He's the only one who's had a problem so far with me being transgendered.

A while ago I talked about an older man at my church who decided what I needed was someone to flirt with me, and today, he took that flirting to another level.

Well, today, I went Fringe-ing.

For those who don't know, The Fringe is a local festival of the arts, with plays, buskers, and food trucks.