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Grilling and chilling
Jun. 2nd, 2014 12:51 amOne of the best things in life for me is grilling. I love it. I've missed it terribly over the last few years, because I didn't have a grill in Belchertown. But now that I'm back in SoCal I've been trying to grill every week or so. The last time he went to Costco, Travis brought back a stack of frozen hamburgers. I think it's 24 burgers for $19 or so, which is a decent deal. I grilled half the stack last week, and today I grilled up the other half.
We've been playing a hell of a lot of Mario Kart since Friday. We've already got all the courses unlocked (and I'd be delighted if Nintendo were to release more courses as DLC) and most of the characters as well. It's a whole lot of fun (if occasionally frustrating as I'm still getting the hang of drifting, and neither the Wii U pad nor the Wiimote is an especially awesome controller for me) and that's as much because of the amazing level design and the attention to detail as anything. The graphics are ~*~AMAZING~*~, too. Every time I think they've pushed them to their limit, we'd unlock a new set of courses that were even more gorgeous than the last. I'm also 99% sure there's a Snorlax sign on one of the levels. :)
As for the rest of my life… Well, as I noted last time, I'm going to Wisconsin and Indiana next week to visit family. I'm hoping that I'll be able to find a decent part-time job when I get back, but I'll leave worrying about that for after I'm back. Whatever else might have happened over the last few years, my time in Belchertown has shown me that I can hold down a job again. That's pretty major, because before my job at McDonald's I was certain nobody would give me, a fat, old, glaringly obvious trans person a job, and even if they did nobody would take me seriously as it would be apparent to pretty much everyone that I wasn't a "real" woman. But I was wrong. Nobody blinked. Nobody gave me the look I'd kind of gotten used to early on in transition, the one with the slitted eyes and look of concentration that said "I'm trying to figure out what you ARE". So it's good. And given that 99% of people I interact with don't seem to have any trouble reading me as female (even if, like today, I have a week's growth of beard (which ain't much on me—it never has been) I think I'll be OK getting a job here.
We've been playing a hell of a lot of Mario Kart since Friday. We've already got all the courses unlocked (and I'd be delighted if Nintendo were to release more courses as DLC) and most of the characters as well. It's a whole lot of fun (if occasionally frustrating as I'm still getting the hang of drifting, and neither the Wii U pad nor the Wiimote is an especially awesome controller for me) and that's as much because of the amazing level design and the attention to detail as anything. The graphics are ~*~AMAZING~*~, too. Every time I think they've pushed them to their limit, we'd unlock a new set of courses that were even more gorgeous than the last. I'm also 99% sure there's a Snorlax sign on one of the levels. :)
As for the rest of my life… Well, as I noted last time, I'm going to Wisconsin and Indiana next week to visit family. I'm hoping that I'll be able to find a decent part-time job when I get back, but I'll leave worrying about that for after I'm back. Whatever else might have happened over the last few years, my time in Belchertown has shown me that I can hold down a job again. That's pretty major, because before my job at McDonald's I was certain nobody would give me, a fat, old, glaringly obvious trans person a job, and even if they did nobody would take me seriously as it would be apparent to pretty much everyone that I wasn't a "real" woman. But I was wrong. Nobody blinked. Nobody gave me the look I'd kind of gotten used to early on in transition, the one with the slitted eyes and look of concentration that said "I'm trying to figure out what you ARE". So it's good. And given that 99% of people I interact with don't seem to have any trouble reading me as female (even if, like today, I have a week's growth of beard (which ain't much on me—it never has been) I think I'll be OK getting a job here.
