Well yesterday was Father’s Day. I spent the day as Blanda. After a shower and shave I put on my panties, pocket bra with my 40C’s and my Red Polka dot dress. Super hot outside and Saturday’s 10 mile hike was still bugging my left calf. Divorce 4 1/2 years ago has been hard as both daughters are not communicating with me. Until yesterday. I got a Happy Fathers Day message from my eldest. Maybe soon I’ll get a hug from her in person. A Father, even one that is Blanda at times still has a big heart.
I’m Blanda for me and my friends here. I’m no longer the macho dude I once was. Blanda is my alter ego...she keeps me grounded.