Holly's Homestead

OMG I haven't told Tumblr this yet. I met a very cute artist on Thursday night. Bare and I rescued her from an obnoxiously intoxicated 50 year old, brought her into our group, we talked about her art and my obsession with dinosaurs, got her number and her insta and I kissed her before we left.

Reading paleontology articles is an exercise of "How many words do I have to Google before I see a modern bird next to a fossil "

My mother called me daughter for the first time in front of me Saturday.

Take me back to pride month, when I was surrounded by beautiful women and had no idea what to do.

The longer that I've been OUT out, the more I go out. I make friends, and acquaintances, and then run into them other places. For the first time in a while I had to decline a social invitation due to prior engagements (work). Before I transitioned, my friends were superficial at best. Now I have so many I have to choose who I spend time with, and there's never any hard feelings.