We were going to go to the support group's Christmas party today, but the forecast of freezing rain put an end to that plan. It didn't materialize as it turned out, but not a chance you want to take with an hour and a half drive each way on a bad highway.
Instead, we went to a birthday/Christmas party for a good frind of ours.
C. used to co-own our favourite second-hand clothing store, and she still works there part-time. She was one of the first people in the community that I came out to, back when I was still presenting male. I knew she was wondering about me, since I showed an unusual interest in women's clothing for a guy, and since my wife would go to the counter with two small tops and two large. So one day, I just told her that the clothes were for me, and that I was trans. We have been good friends ever since.
C's party was an informal drop-in affair. We didn't know anyone else there, but it didn't matter: they were all nice people. I hung out with a bunch of other women and enjoyed chatting with them about this and that, discovering that we knew people in common, etc.
I used to find such events uncomfortable. Too much fake-smiling and being bored out of my mind. This time, not having to hang out with the men, I was much more relaxed and actually enjoyed myself. I am sure there will be some gossiping about me when people get home: "Do you think that woman in the purple sweater was transgender?" So what? Let 'em talk. No one was nasty or even impolite to me. I felt like I was included as one of the women.
I sure love being me!
In an unrelated event earlier today, we were at the farmer's market and ran into one of my wife's childhood friends. They are in touch occasionally by email, but my wife doesn't think she has talked to him since I came out. She introduced me to the friend and his wife as "my wife Kathy".

I got the impression that they were a little startled, though they didn't show it. I'd love to be a fly on the wall when they get home: "Wasn't she married to a guy?"
Actually, I am sure most people clock me, especially after I open my mouth, but people here are uniformly polite. I hope some of them actually do wonder.