Chicken Wing Burgers

So I'm without pictures for this post but I promise to take them the next time I make these again! I was standing in line at Wegman's deli counter which is so cleverly placed near Olde World Cheese. I looked down and saw in a refrigerated case that Yancey Fancy Buffalo Wing Cheddar now comes in slices. My brain started turning and I thought what if I got some ground chicken and made burgers with the two? We were moving in a few days time and I already planned on Faux Ribs and marinated Chicken breasts with a few Hoffman hot dogs for the meats. So of course I added on Chicken Wing Burgers! As I was getting ready to form my chicken patties, my mom who was dicing an onion for me for Cold Broccoli salad offered to dice up some more for the chicken patties. I recently had a delicious, spicy burger from a coworker that had onions in it so I thought why not? I brought them out to the grill and let the one side cook, flipped and put the slices on the cooked side so that it would be perfect by the time that the other side was cooked. We didn't have as much help with moving as we thought we would. However, I had two other people try them besides me and they thought they were delicious! I served the burgers on potato hamburger buns. However, I do have a few revisions to try out next time: 1. I'd love to add diced celery to the meat with the onion 2. Get some bleu cheese dressing to help knock down the heat They are delicious reheated as well!

Exhausted

Max is almost 10 months old now and getting into everything! He has an army crawl going on, only pulling up onto us to stand. Hasn't figured out quite yet how to stand and walk. Summer is upon us and that means hot days and trying to do fun things around naps and lunch. I honestly can't believe he's about to be 1 in August! Summer also means I'll be taking some more days off of work. Its been a long time since I had a day off besides my regular days and June 7th cannot come soon enough. But I will start blogging more soon, we are moving on June 22nd and finally getting internet at home again.

Dai, what is that?

I consider myself genderqueer. I was on testosterone for about a year and during that time came to accept myself. I never took a high dose since the doctor I was seeing wanted to ease my body into it. I started of with intramuscular injections but never found the guts to give them to myself. I switched to the patch for awhile but found it rather expensive and a pain. I ended up switching to subcutaneous injections which I did on my own until poking myself with a needle became too much, strangely enough its been four years since that experience.
For awhile over a year ago- almost two years ago, I performed as a drag king with the name "Froggy" which was bestowed to me from a fellow king due to my voice reminding her of The Little Rascals.

Two and a half years ago I married the most important woman in my life in Burlington, VT by a drag queen Amber LeMay. New York was still not legalizing same sex marriage and not that we were impatient, we just wanted to start our life together.
We've moved a handful of times, always in the same area in the last three years since we started living together. The longest we've stayed in one spot recently is where we currently live and we have only been there for a year and a half.

Six months ago we became first time parents. We shocked family and friends when we annouced that my wife was not carrying our child, that it was indeed myself. It confused many. They thought but your becoming a male, no longer knew what pronouns to use regarding myself. It was an interesting time.
However, I was lucky to have a relatively easy pregnancy- minus the first three months of intense morning sickness and despite Max being four days late; I had the natural birth I had hoped for.
I said it, natural birth. Not only did I shock everyone with getting pregnant, I also had a midwife and doula even though I did give birth in the hospital. We also cloth diaper and I am breastfeeding. Yet, I still don't identify as female.
I also don't go by mom or any of its variations or dad or any of its variations. Just dai, pronounced like 'day', though sometimes we do call me daidai.

I plan on writing about whatever I feel is important though do realize more often than not it probably will be about being a parent.