New Blog: My Life as a Sissy Wife

Don't forget to check out my other blog where I plan to talk about about how I actually ended up being a sissy wife to a dominant woman! Some of you who look in here may be in the same situation! It's in my blog list but the address is:

About this blog: Do you like to read about my thoughts and experiences and those of the followers, or would you rather it be more X-rated like many other blogs?

Who were you with for your first kiss?

You must be a sissy since you view this blog. So just how little is your little sissy clitty?

Friday, November 29, 2013

Definitely more like a housewife!

I could never do this because I
could never even lift
a sledgehammer!
Follower Joy made a good point in response to my post about being weak: 

"Growing up, my female relatives realized from early on that I was a little sissy and treated me as such. As a teenager, my chores around the house were always limited to things that girls would do. I recall many times when I was unable to do certain tasks expected of a typical boy my age the females around the house would often say to me 'don't try to do that sweetie,' we will get a "boy" to do it. It seems as though even back then everyone knew I was a girl except me."

That pretty much says it all for us sissies, does it not? As a sissy teen, probably the most manly chore I ever did was cut the grass with a push lawnmower! 

-- I was never strong enough to carry anything heavy or dig a ditch or do anything at all related to construction. 
This was definitely more like me!
And yes I have always loved housework!

-- I knew nothing about fixing a car, plumbing or electrical. And I still do not, except for the very basics. (Since I was nerdy, I do know a little about how to work with computers!)

Because I was a sissy, my father did not spend time with me, so I never learned how to do male things, as Joy states. I spent time with my mother, sisters, aunts and neighbor females, learning how to cook and bake and sew and about clothes and makeup.

Does this sound familiar to other besides Joy and me? I bet it does!

Thursday, November 21, 2013

Have you ever gotten breast enhancement offers?

I actually look like this "before" shot
on my plastic surgeon's website!
So, earlier this year I was being checked at the dermatologist for signs of melanoma (make sure you do that, by the way) and I asked the doctor about a small cyst I had on my forehead near the hairline.

He told me what it probably was and that it would be no big deal to have it taken care of. But he said that because of its location, he would recommend a plastic surgeon who would be better at not leaving an unsightly scar.

They are sending me emails asking
me if I would love to look like this!
And oh yes I would!
So I went to the plastic surgeon and it was quick and totally uneventful, except for the moment when she had to show me what had been removed!

But the reason I am writing about it is because I got on this plastic surgeon's mailing list and some of the mailings I have been getting have concerned getting my breasts enhanced! If that doctor only knew! I would love to go back to her and have my breasts enhanced! Oh boy, I sure would!

I just think it is so funny! Even funnier than getting Viagra ads, because having a 4-hour erection is something I definitely would never want to have.

Wednesday, November 20, 2013

I'm a weak sissy T-girl, but I would not change that!

Easier Handling bag was made
for sissies like me! 
I wrote a post one time about the simple pleasures of being a sissy! You know what I mean, things like freshly shaved legs, some nice nail polish. So why am I posting a picture of bag of salt?

There is a good sissy explanation! I live in a rural area. I have well water and a water softener. You need to dump bags of salt in the water softener. The salt would come in 40- and 80-pound bags. The 80-pound bags? HAHA, don't even go there! I could never lift 80 pounds in my entire life! I could never do pushups or even one pullup! Or climb that damn rope in gym class!

There were times that I purchased the 80-pound bags and some strong boy or man had to lift it into the trunk of my car or back of my SUV for me! But when I got it home, I obviously could not get it out of the car, so I had to cut the bag open and use either a coffee can or bucket to carry smaller portions to the water softener until the bag was light enough for me to carry the rest!

I would buy the 80-pound bag for the simple reason that it was cheaper than buying two 40-pound bags. But at some point I just said screw it and started to get the 40-pounds bags -- using a coupon that is often in the paper or in the mail.

But still, with my weak wrists and all, those 40-pound bags were still a struggle to carry! So I really appreciate those 25-pound bags! They still seem heavy to me and I still struggle with them, but I can manage to get them in the basement and lift them up to pour into the water softener brine tank.

Recently, I also purchased some bird seed at a farm store and strong man put two 50-pound bags into the back of my car. I struggled to pull them out of the car and to the ground behind it. Luckily I have a dolly that enabled me to get them into the garage. There was no way I was going to be able to carry a 50-pound bag of anything! That dolly helps me out with a lot of heavier things that I cannot handle.

The point of all this: I love being the way I am. I love being a weak feminine sissy! Yes I was bullied for being that way in school but after graduation I have been able to live my life as a sissy T-girl!

If you are a weak sissy, how do you feel about being that way?

Throughout your life as a sissy T-girl, what derogatory name have you been called the most?

Why do your wear bras? Or not?

Ever pilfer panties from a girl's drawer, clothesline or laundry, etc?,

How do you wear your pantyhose?

As a young sissy, did you look at naked men in locker rooms?

Did you ever raid a clothesline for bras or panties?

Do you hate getting erections?

Do you want to have your penis removed?

Do you take female hormones to be more girlie?

What is your mental state as a T-girl who wishes they were a girl?

Do you tuck away your sissy clitty to pretend you are a girl?

Do you wear a bra on a daily basis?

As a t-girl, what do you shave? (Pick closest choice)

What is your favorite lingerie?

You have always wanted one, but what would you call it?

Did you have a crush on a boy when you were in high school?

When you see a gorgeous girl, do you want to:

At this exact second, what are you wearing?

Do you use feminine protection?

Who was the first female you envied and wanted to be like?

Growing up, did you place dress-up with a sissy friend?

Did you play with dolls like Barbie and Tammy as a young sissy?