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Princess Mon-Mon



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Gender: Female
Status: In a Relationship
Age: 37
Sign: Virgo

City: Westminster
State: Colorado
Country: US
Signup Date: 12/10/2005

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Thursday, January 11, 2007 

Current mood:  shocked
Category: Automotive

So there I am, driving home from my girlfriend's house this cold morning when I first notice it.  It's 5am and it's still dark and I'm coming up on a stretch of the highway that is not lit.  I see inky blackness in front of me, until a car approaches me from behind.  His headlights surround my vehicle, lighting up the street in front of me.  The silhouette of my beautiful red Jeep Cherokee is right in front of me and then I see it; the boy parts dangling beneath my Jeep.

I blink my eyes rapidly.  I must still have sleep in my eyes.  My Jeep is a girl!  But no amount of blinking takes away the proof in front of me.

My Jeep is a cross-dresser.

Or maybe she's... he's... a transgender.  Maybe she's... he's going through a change.  I'm aghast.

Not at the gender change.  I'm all for finding out who you really are, coming out of your shell, being accepted for who you are... no that's not what upsets me.  We've been together six years - the Jeep and me.  We've been through two blizzards, four moves, mountain climbing, road trips.... you name it. 

And not once did she... er... he say anything to me.  I'm a terrible friend.

It's 533am and I need to get in the shower.  I need to get ready for work.  I'm going to try to not think about it.  And when I go out to the Jeep later, I've got to pretend I didn't notice the dangling boy parts. 

I guess I should have known - there were signs... the moodiness, the odd things that refuse to work, that boy smell I've never been able to get rid of in the interior.  I mean it is a Cherokee Sport. 

My Jeep is a boy!

Maybe someday soon she'll....uh... he'll feel comfortable and come out to me.


Dame Zara

 

that was a great way to brighten up a worrisome day... thanks Mon-Mon... you are great!

Namaste


 
Posted by Dame Zara on Thursday, January 11, 2007 - 6:19 PM
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