This Blogiary (tm) is the continuing saga of your average 61 year old transwoman who is both transitioning and a recent Cancer survivor. I'm documenting my occasional successes, epic failures and the struggle it takes to just be myself.
It all started when my housepest brought thier f****n dog with them. I should have never allowed it. Any of it. But guilt over my stay at a friend's house while I was fighting cancer drove me find maybe some "payback karma".
Little did I know Shiloh would pay the ultimate price.
He was harassed tormented and bullied by that dog.
Then infested with fleas and parasites the dog brought in.
Shiloh became a shell of his former self.
He lost a lot of weight, couldn't control his "bodily functions ", took off 2/3 of his fur and often disappeared for days at a time.
He ruined rugs in every room, blankets, comforters, pillows, clothes, sofa, chair, cabinets, my mattress and left stains all over the floor.
I'm convinced he abandoned the cat box due to a lack of privacy because of the dog.
It also is my fault as keeping myself busy with work and volunteering so much. This left him alone for long stretches. Often days at a time.
He was miserable and so was I.
So today was the day to take him to the shelter so maybe he can go to a better home.
But he is most likely going to be put to sleep. Which the person at the shelter tried to prepare me for.
So today at 4:19 pm Shiloh was taken through the door where he will spend his last few hours.
I haven't stopped crying 馃槩 yet.
I hate myself for having to make that decision.
But he was suffering.
I feel in a lot of ways Shiloh was like me. Once we became too much of a burden we were sent away to never return.
Because others would be better off without us. We just became too much.
But unlike me, I wonder if I acted too early in surrendering Shiloh. I have second thoughts about what I did.
No one has second thoughts about me.
I already miss Shiloh so much. He would always sit on my bathroom counter and keep me company as I put on my makeup.
He was always hiding and getting into spots he wasn't supposed to be.
In less then a week I'll have my house back. I kicked out my housepest and plan on giving my home a serious make over.
Even when that is all done my house will forever feel different.
No Shiloh to greet me, no games of fetch, no snuggles.
In addition to a good waterfall I also enjoy a good cavern.
Not far from Culpepper VA, when I've been chillin' these last four days is Luray Caverns.
Like many caverns they are often lumped in the "tourist trap" category. Some more then others. But I havd found most to be an interesting place to stop for awhile and are always fascinating to visit.
That doesn't mean they aren't tourist traps either. The high entrance fees and tacky gift shops that are often present are telling signs.
But I go anyway.
The Luray Canerns were much larger then some I have been in and the "hit my head" factor was much less. Which is always an issue when your too tall.
<the people in the lower middle helps show how big these caverns really are>
There's even a room that has an keyboard which makes music using the stalactites as part of the tone.
Plus a wishing well you could toss coins in which are then given to charity.
There were other things to see in the area around the cavern entrance including a toy museum a display of early automobiles and more but my legs were too sore to walk much today (see yesterday's Go hiking with me! entry for details)
A bit pricey at $34 for tickets. But like a good waterfall I'm always a sucker for a good cave.
The opening portion, know as the Meadow Branch Trail, was a steep uphill climb from the parking lot to join the Appalachian Trail section.
The parking lot was on a turnout after a cool little tunnel. Something we don't ever have in Florida
There were no signs marking the Appalachian Trail to take a photo of, but I was on a (very small) portion of this legendary hiking trail.
I did only about 1/1000 of the trail. But knowing everyone who has ever completed the thru hike has been on this exact section is still a nice feeling.
The view from Mary's Rock was good. A bit windy as a brief storm was rolling in though.
The Wildlife:
No sightings on the trail, but saw a group of 6 deer grazing by the side of Skyline Drive.
The Stats:
Hike two: Dark Hallow Falls.
The Trail:
From the Skyline Drive parking lot, the trail is all downhill. Which also means it's all uphill for the return trip.
By starting at the top you get to watch the small stream as it adds more water and speed to make an impressive set of Falls.
The Wildlife:
No sightings
The Stats:
Over all, two very fun hikes totaling over 5 miles. Each with a different set of equally thrilling views.
Another whole lifetime ago I was a huge sports fan.
A regular, "pace around the room, yell at the television set during tense moments", type sports fan.
Being raised in the Southern California area that meant Dodgers, Lakers, Rams, Kings and Angels.
It's what was expected of me as I had been forced to Cosplay a male all those years.
I was actually a very talented Basketball player. Had a 40 inch vertical jump and won dunk contests often (not kidding!!)
After I finally took the initiative to be my authentic self that changed completely.
I stopped watching, or even caring about, almost all sports.
I still had an interest in golf, but as a player and not much as a spectator.
I did catch a few minutes of the Rams Superbowl victory a couple years ago. Even that was more of a "yeah, that's kinda cool, but whatever" reaction to things.
In fact, the last time I purposely watched Basketball was Kobe Bryant's last game 8 years ago.
Until last night.
Thanks to Caitlyn Clark I stopped by a local restaurant and sat in the bar area where multiple television screens were showing the Iowa vs. Uconn womens semifinal game.
I cheered and let the excitement of the game take hold.
I have to admit it felt pretty good.
Besides it's what women do, we support each other.
Maybe next I'll go to an Orlando Pride womens soccer game. Maybe find other women's sports to keep an eye on.
But first, tomorrow is the Final Game. Iowa vs. South Carolina
In a real WTF have I gotten myself into moment (a phrase I will be repeating often over the next seven months) I find myself in an unfamiliar yet exciting situation.
No, unfortunately it has nothing to do with my crush.
I'm still working up the courage to do anything about that one yet.
No, this is something far more out of left field.
I'm going to be working with The Osceola Arts Theater to put on an art exhibition featuring transgender artists.!
Once again I say, WTF?
This opportunity, of course, grew out of an incident that happened last week at the theater where I do some volunteer work.
I detailed that encounter in the entry "Anytime, Anywhere ".
In review, the art display in the theater lobby where I volunteer had a wildly transphobic peice on display.
The peice was like a punch in the gut so I resigned as a volunteer and told them why.
To their immense credit they responded within a few days (I sent the email on a Friday night, afterall) with an apology and a reasonable explanation.
During the reply email the person at the O.A. floated out an idea to host art done by the LGBTQ+ community and wanted you know if that was something worth pursuing.
I said I was in favor of it, but the reason the art pice currently on display caused the reaction it did in me was because the Transgender community has been under so much attack lately from the Florida government as well as state governments nationwide and the display in the theater lobby felt like piling on in the very place where I volunteer my time.
She then suggested how about an exhibit showcasing the thoughts and experiences of transpeople?
I said that would be fantastic!
She offered me the opportunity to help put on the exhibit and had a opening on the calendar.
She also set up a meeting so we could go over the details.
So just like that BAM! I am helping to put on an art exhibition featuring transgender artists and themes!
In Florida!
The dates are November 7th to December 7th 2024.
The meeting to go over the logistics is on May 1st at 11am.
In the mean time I'm compiling a list of questions and ideas.
After all, this is new territory for me.
But bring on the challenge!
I can't wait for the transgender community to have a voice and be seen!
For the last 8 months My Crush has used a picture of her and I as the profile picture on her social media accounts.
An honor I was quietly thrilled about.
I never saw another person in that spot for her accounts previously. Only location pictures and the occasional posing with a Disney character.
Last night she changed the picture of us to one of her with Donald Duck.
I was a tad dissapointed, but after 8 months I figured it was going to happen sooner or later.
I did do something unusual (for me) and sent her a light hearted message about the change.
After seeing a response like that is it any wonder I'm confused as all hell??
Right now we are just friends and only communicate occasionally. We have run into each other in person randomly on a regular basis.
In fact, the two message from March 2nd at the top of the screenshot make reference to that very subject.
After trading messages for about a half hour this little gem came up.
The top of the screen is in response to an edited copy of the photo we took togather at Epcot I sent to her.
Please ignore the spelling errors. I get a bit nervously excited when I'm interacting with her.
Our conversation continue on about travel, her upcoming vacation to Japan and more.
Until she told me it was time for her to shower and get ready for bed!
Am I reading more into this then there is? Is my wishful thinking clouding my judgment? Is hope playing tricks on me?
I harbor deep doubts anything could happen. I'm more than 15 years her senior, a transwoman and I'm not even sure of her preference in partners.
Still maybe....
There is something there. Maybe she is as shy as I am. Maybe those messages aren't as platonic as I think they are. Maybe those very long tight hugs have meaning to them.
I hope so. Because just thoughts of those things squeeze my heart like nothing else.
I hope.
As Andy Dufrene says "Hope is a good thing, maybe the best of things"
Over the last 15 months I have volunteered at a lot of places.
One of the places I have helped out with consistently is Osceola Arts and the theater.
Unfortunately that ended tonight.
Because there's nothing like a nice does of transphobia to ruin my opnion of a place.
I thought it was a safe place.
I thought that someplace dedicated to the arts would be supportive.
I was wrong.
Tonight was the premiere of the musical 42nd Street.
I was looking g forward to seeing the play because I know someone in the cast. A great energetic guy who facilitates classes at Disney University with me.
It was also my chance to tour the art exhibition that began on March 2nd for Women's History Month.
But not all women.
As is evident by this.
A display by an obviously transphobic terf hung on display.
It's incredibly dissapointing to have this type of display which only fans the hate and anti- transwomen rhetoric.
It just ruined the night and left a bad, bitter opnion of the place that's willing to include this.
It's a slap in face to all transwomen and especially to me as I volunteer my time here.
Well, used to volunteer my time.
Just goes to show you, there are transphobic people that can pop up from anywhere at anytime.
Which I know. still it sucks everytime it happens.
Well marked. Easy to find each route. Well maintained and definitely a unique feel and ambience to the park. Mosquitoes were more prevalent then usual, but with lots of water around that's to be expected.
The Wildlife:
I heard a lot of sturing and rustling among the vegetation, but never really saw too much wildlife.
What I did catch a glimpse of was rather standard stuff during hikes in Florida. A racoon, squirrels, lizards etc.
At one point I did spot a few rather odd looking large creatures a little father back from the trail. I did grab a quick photo:
The Stats:
Overview:
Ok. Ok I confess. The photo of the animals is not one I took. But the atmosphere of the park and the trails felt like it could have happened at any clearing.
The ferns, swampy conditions, the low level palm trees, the humid air and think growth all made it feel very primeval and like I had gone back to the jurassic time period.
Even the walkways above the swamps were simple and rugged.
All in all an interesting place to spend some time looking around.
~Madison
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