..and can you blame her? Good grief, one look at us and she was on a plane to a small cave in the outback of Australia... And by the way I DO NOT HAVE A GENDER CONFUSION ISSUE! Just because I happen to like wearing fishnet stockings under my jeans, the odd bit of mascara on my ever-so divine eye-lashes, and refer to every one I know as 'dear,' this does not mean I am troubled with the body i'm in! Period! No more, or i'll have to get shirty with my leather gloves...