Today was a very important day. I woke up at 8 and hurriedly threw on some sweatpants and a t-shirt before heading to my sister's house. We chatted, I gave her dog a treat and some playtime, and then got my second shot of testosterone. You guys, I'm stoked! It's been too long, but now they'll finally be consistent. And my sister offered to keep my stuff at her house so I don't have to get creative with hiding them. She's so nice!
I drove to Starbucks to get a hot cocoa and egg bites (the GPS took me to the wrong place, so I was lost for a little bit), and then I went home to eat and rest.
I hung around my house and worked on my chore while watching Too Cute! to help me focus. Then I called in sick to work (even though I wasn't) and my day truly began.
I called in sick because otherwise I wouldn't have been able to get work off to go to the Utah Pride Centre with Grace for a day of transgender focused activities. I noticed that while there were plenty of FTM people there, there were even more MTF, which my statistics-happy brain was pleased about. Not a really significant thing, but just something I noticed.
Anyway, we walked in and wrote our names on some sticker tags. I used my nickname Jack, and Grace used the name Mariah. She'd been considering the name for a while, but before when I asked if she would like to start going by that she declined. Today, however, I repeated the question and got a positive, affirmative answer. I think Mariah is a beautiful name and suits her perfectly.
We went down the stairs first and looked at a bunch of donated clothes. There wasn't really anything for me there, but Mariah found a necklace and a long, denim coat that fit her perfectly. She loves denim and long coats, so I think that's such a tender mercy (I also witnessed someone else's tender mercy. I don't know this lady at all, but she was there at the centre dressed in all leopard print, and she found a pair of leopard print shoes that not only went with her outfit excellently, but fit her. You go, leopard girl).
Then Mariah and I went in to the set-up hair salon and she got her hair curled and styled. Y'all, she looked so pretty and happy. The style suited her perfectly and she loved it so much!
We got on a waiting list to get her nails painted as well and looked at memes in the meantime (haha, meme-time). We also chatted with the lady who was in charge of the activity and were deemed her favourites. I think that's because I live in the city she grew up in and Mariah lives in the city the lady lives in now. She seemed a little put off by the fact that I wasn't actively participating but to be fair most of the stuff to do there was very feminine, and because I can usually present male on a regular basis this was mostly for Mariah anyway.
Mariah got her nails painted (black, with a silver index finger), and she gushed over them several times (as she should). You guys, she was so happy. I'm ecstatic that she got to feel so pretty tonight, if even for only a few hours.
After we left we went to the mall and wandered around. Mariah found an Infinity Stone themed hair clip that she fell in love with. Then we went to Olive Garden, with a quick trip to Walmart afterwards to nail polish remover (she didn't want her parents to know). We went to her house and there we said goodbye. It was a really good day, all around.