I think my brain needs degaussing again.
Jul. 3rd, 2008 06:36 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dolariI forgot to mention that last week (two Saturdays ago), my best friend Steph, her sister Hattie and Steph's little girl Emily stopped by to visit after work. They picked up Emily up from camp, then stopped by my work for a while. We ended up at a Mediterranean restaurant for lunch...but this entry is about this LAST Saturday:
Saturday
A short day at work, no calls, no interruptions, and I got home early to get ready to go to the family reunion. I got a few hours of sleep and made my way to the Reunion in the little town of Losoya, Texas. I went rather androgynously, since, even though my parents have decided to finally support my transition, the reunion is prolly not a good place to pull a stunt like that. Besides,I was going to be in the very very very very small minority of supporters here, best to eek out of the place with all my fingers and toes intact. Not that I changed - I only have women's clothes now.... :)
Our family hails from Losoya, for as long as we can remember, and we're related to most everyone in town. Actually, we'e related to most everyone in South San Antonio, but that's besides the point. Losoya is where it all started. Consdierng 600 people were showing up, we tripled the population of the town just by being there. :)
This was the crush of people I walked into - and there's more on the left and right on the picture. A LOT MORE.
According to mom, 650 people showed up, which put the 470 people frmo 1997 to shame (and that still doesn't count one family "grouping" that ddn't show up cause they're angry with the rest of for...something, we're not quite sure):
1997 - I'm in here somewhere
I gave up trying to say hi to individual people, then gave up trying to say hi to at least each of my aunts and uncle "Groupings" and finally just went back to where my parents were, and just met people as they passed by. Most of these folks I hadn't seen since 1997, and back then I'd just moved to PA to start my transition, so I had goofy badly kept hair back then. Now it's long, curly, well kept. I've never ever EVER had so many people fondle my hair. EVERYONE was playing with it, pulling at the ringlets. And who was the proudest of my hair? My mom. Little Miss "I don't like you having long hair." If only I could go back about 20 years and LAUGH LAUGH LAUGH at her.
My mom continues to surprise me. I did a stupid thing as around age 20 or so. I destroyed all the pictures of me I could find. Literally ripped them apart and destroyed them. And while now I regret doing that, mom's managing to find pictures of me pre-transition to use. Each table had a centerpiece my mom made with a family picture of each, and she managed to find one with all four of us, including me from about 1995. In a TUX no less. A Tux with sneakers (I didn't want to wear a tux, and my only concession was to wear sneakers with it...she wasn't amused till she saw David Letterman do it, then she agreed wholeheartedly).
So without Further Ado, Jenn, pre-transition:
Jenn Dolari and David Koresh - seperated at birth?
A good time was had by all, even me. My sister and I left for home before my parents (it took 30 minutes to get to the door as I said bye to a few people I hadn't seen all night) , when I noticed the truck was running loudly. I wasn't sure what to make of it, but decided to check it out in the morning. I'd decided to stay home for the night and get some good sleep....
Saturday
A short day at work, no calls, no interruptions, and I got home early to get ready to go to the family reunion. I got a few hours of sleep and made my way to the Reunion in the little town of Losoya, Texas. I went rather androgynously, since, even though my parents have decided to finally support my transition, the reunion is prolly not a good place to pull a stunt like that. Besides,I was going to be in the very very very very small minority of supporters here, best to eek out of the place with all my fingers and toes intact. Not that I changed - I only have women's clothes now.... :)
Our family hails from Losoya, for as long as we can remember, and we're related to most everyone in town. Actually, we'e related to most everyone in South San Antonio, but that's besides the point. Losoya is where it all started. Consdierng 600 people were showing up, we tripled the population of the town just by being there. :)
This was the crush of people I walked into - and there's more on the left and right on the picture. A LOT MORE.
According to mom, 650 people showed up, which put the 470 people frmo 1997 to shame (and that still doesn't count one family "grouping" that ddn't show up cause they're angry with the rest of for...something, we're not quite sure):
1997 - I'm in here somewhere
I gave up trying to say hi to individual people, then gave up trying to say hi to at least each of my aunts and uncle "Groupings" and finally just went back to where my parents were, and just met people as they passed by. Most of these folks I hadn't seen since 1997, and back then I'd just moved to PA to start my transition, so I had goofy badly kept hair back then. Now it's long, curly, well kept. I've never ever EVER had so many people fondle my hair. EVERYONE was playing with it, pulling at the ringlets. And who was the proudest of my hair? My mom. Little Miss "I don't like you having long hair." If only I could go back about 20 years and LAUGH LAUGH LAUGH at her.
My mom continues to surprise me. I did a stupid thing as around age 20 or so. I destroyed all the pictures of me I could find. Literally ripped them apart and destroyed them. And while now I regret doing that, mom's managing to find pictures of me pre-transition to use. Each table had a centerpiece my mom made with a family picture of each, and she managed to find one with all four of us, including me from about 1995. In a TUX no less. A Tux with sneakers (I didn't want to wear a tux, and my only concession was to wear sneakers with it...she wasn't amused till she saw David Letterman do it, then she agreed wholeheartedly).
So without Further Ado, Jenn, pre-transition:
Jenn Dolari and David Koresh - seperated at birth?
A good time was had by all, even me. My sister and I left for home before my parents (it took 30 minutes to get to the door as I said bye to a few people I hadn't seen all night) , when I noticed the truck was running loudly. I wasn't sure what to make of it, but decided to check it out in the morning. I'd decided to stay home for the night and get some good sleep....
