Yesterday, after we got home from shopping and other errands, my SO and I were going about our business - me in the garage working on a woodworking project, she puttering around in the house tidying up, doing laundry, etc. A little while later, she stuck her head into the garage from the laundry room, got my attention to turn of the planer, and then our conversation went like this :
Me - what's up!
Her - just wondering, did you wear frilly thongs this past week?
Me - nope, all of mine are plain
Her - ok, then they must belong to the girl child (who is 17). I will have to ask her who she's been wearing them for!
By this point I had wandered up into the laundry room and could see the thongs in question
Me - hey, while your chatting with her, see if can find out where she got them, they're cute
Her - I know where she gets them, Walmart. Do you want me to pick some up for you?
Me - and that is why I love you!!!
Seems like yesterday was another day when my SO demonstrates how "normal" it is to her that I'm a crossdresser!!