My stepfather turned 80 on the 24th. So, my mother and his two daughters from a previous marriage are planning some big shibang.
The house is now a flurry of women and activity.
I stood in the kitchen conversing with my step sisters and looked around briefly. Noting that I was the only one out of the 5 of us wearing black, not gushing about fun cutesy shopping or flea markets or sea shell decorated bathrooms.
I found myself following my step-father outside before I died from ingesting too much estrogen.
Sometimes I feel like a man.
Which kinda sucks.
The house is now a flurry of women and activity.
I stood in the kitchen conversing with my step sisters and looked around briefly. Noting that I was the only one out of the 5 of us wearing black, not gushing about fun cutesy shopping or flea markets or sea shell decorated bathrooms.
I found myself following my step-father outside before I died from ingesting too much estrogen.
Sometimes I feel like a man.
Which kinda sucks.
