"don't label me" ...

but, if you must ...

"hey good looking" will do just fine!

fellow blogger jude was called 'sir' recently, which made me
remember ...

even when i was a happily (extremely) married straight woman
i was often called sir. not that i blamed the folks for the
error, i always used to look in the mirror and think to
myself...
"damn! i would have made a much better looking man than
i do a woman."
i figured a lot of my fellow humans do not really SEE us
when they look at us.
short hair, jeans, collared shirt and trainers, a quick glance
equals - male. plus my voice is fairly husky due to years
spent inhaling my addiction!

when i entered the gay world i knew nothing of femmes, dykes,
butches etc. i had grown up a tom boy, i felt no need to adorn
myself in dresses, bows, high heeled shoes and make up. i
enjoyed these things well enough on another woman but for
myself ... no.
ahhh ... the reef was about to be educated.

herself, a self proclaimed femme, much given to bling, high
fashion, hairdressers who gave a damn and expensive and
alluring make up was about to bring me up to scratch.

"you are such a butch" she would say.

me ..."nah, my friends think i'm a very feminine woman."

herself ... "shows how much they know!"

i was always happy to open doors, carry parcels and generally
act the gentleman. that much came naturally to me. it is true
i love to take care of any woman in whose company i find
myself. but ... diy and tools, pumping car tyres, decorating -
these are man jobs in my opinion!

as herself would then mutter ... "what kind of a butch are you?"

indeed!

i sometimes think ... maybe androgynous, soft butch sounds
a bit wishy washy to me.

and then ...
on herself's last visit, when i managed to plough my lady
rav head first into a passing vehicle, leaving ms sugar a
little bruised and bent.
the emergency response teams had a real problem.

a fireman asked me politely ... "are you OK sir?"

the ambulance medic assured ms m... "your husband
is fine, he can ride in the ambulance with you!

hah! red faces all around a while later. mind ... i was looking
strikingly handsome on that particular day!