Lovely day at the beach here in RI. We got to spend the morning on the beach with a few of my wife's sisters (and one brother-in-law), had a nice swim, and then the wife and I took a nice walk down to Galilee to a little ocean-front restaurant for a sushi lunch.
Back to the hotel to let me crash for a few hours before a much bigger group of family got together for dinner. That side of the family is just so wonderful to me. I mean, they always have been... but with my transition they haven't skipped a bit. Yeah, sure there's the occasional slip and a misgendering from one sister (who also misgenders the our non-binary niece) but she's tremendously supportive, I just think she's 70 years old and it doesn't click for her. I don't take it personally.
The big event was today I decide to really commit to a full-bore ocean swim with my hair topper. So I dove in and swam and all seemed good. It was drying fine, walking to lunch it was good and when we got to the hotel I showered and conditioned and my only regret was I was probably going to lose all the nice curls my stylist had put in over the weekend.
But here's the thing, I think when I washed my hair I still "washed" it a bit too.. chaotically. It's been a long time since I've had hair anyway, so I running my fingers through my hair like I was kneading dough. And the result was I came out of the shower a tangly knotted mess.
Between my wife and I, various brushes, combs, my fingers, a hair dryer, my styling spray and the power of prayer... after like AN HOUR my wife reported that "the BACK looks the nicest I've ever gotten it."
The front looks like an exploded poodle.
Another 45 minutes with the brush and trying to work through a few knots I got to something somewhat presentable (but only with a hair band to assist). We hadn't brought the hair straightener. That was a mistake. That would have helped.
I'm hopeful as I am about to go to sleep that lying on it for a few hours will calm it down.
But the plan is now tomorrow morning we're getting up and we should have time to run over to the beach for an hour, but no more — because we have a "girls' lunch" with us and three sisters-in-law and we'll really be on a tight schedule what with checking out and getting to to restaurant. Still, girls lunch should be fun.
We'll likely just walk the beach, but we talked about taking a quick swim too.
Before she went to sleep, I said to my wife - "Well tomorrow morning, when I dunk my head under.."
"I will f***king kill you if you even THINK about doing that," said my wife with a I'm kidding — mostly — laugh.
So, yeah, if we do swim - I'm wading up to my hips — boobs at most.
I'm sure we'll get better at the hair styling... but tomorrow is NOT the time for that!
Poofily yours,
Allie
