So I took this semester off campus, to finish my thesis and a draft of the novel for the White Wolf contest, at my parents’ house. It sucks to say this to a stranger, “Yeah…I’m living in my parent’s house…” But, for those who know me and my folks, they know hanging around here is not a bad prospect.
My mom, for a few weeks, is visiting family in Florida. So it’s just me in the house, typing away at my book…and occasionally, I see my Dad.
The other night I’m telling him about my trouble sleeping (in general…but lately in particular) and he has trouble understanding this because, he can drop off whenever he needs to, regardless of how much caffeine he’s ingested (my brother is like this too and I envy them).
“Are there any worries keeping you up?” he asked.
“No, nothing like that,” I said.
“You probably aren’t getting enough sex.”
“………………………………….”
I think my mouth probably hung open, in mild shock, for a bit. Even if I had any words to answer that, I couldn’t really deny it.
“…..uh….yeah…huh…that’s true….”
Well, far be it from me to rebuke the wisdom of my elders. I guess I’ll just put it on my TO DO list, after I finish my Thesis this week…
Yeah, parents have a way of pointing out obvious, albeit embarrassing wisdom… just be happy you aren’t a girl and your dad didn’t comment on your boobs.
Yeah, parents have a way of pointing out obvious, albeit embarrassing wisdom… just be happy you aren’t a girl and your dad didn’t comment on your boobs.
Yeah…that wouldn’t be good. Although I suppose it would be worse if a dad commented on a boy’s boobs.
Yeah…that wouldn’t be good. Although I suppose it would be worse if a dad commented on a boy’s boobs.
HA…yeah it’s a very funny the conversations you can have with your parents now that you’re an adult.
HA…yeah it’s a very funny the conversations you can have with your parents now that you’re an adult.
Yep.
But I tell ya…I don’t care how old my sister gests…I can’t see the same conversation happening with my father.
Yep.
But I tell ya…I don’t care how old my sister gests…I can’t see the same conversation happening with my father.
LMAO!!
At least he didn’t try to gross you out by telling you about HIS sex life. My parents are always doing that to me, just because they know it makes me want to vomit.
You want a little help fixing that problem, btw? 😉
Yes 😉
It’s the healthier alternative to NyQuill.
Yes 😉
It’s the healthier alternative to NyQuill.
LMAO!!
At least he didn’t try to gross you out by telling you about HIS sex life. My parents are always doing that to me, just because they know it makes me want to vomit.
You want a little help fixing that problem, btw? 😉
yeah… thats when you know your an adult, when your parents talk about sex, sex and more sex. its creepy.
yeah… thats when you know your an adult, when your parents talk about sex, sex and more sex. its creepy.
Haha!
My mom has always talked entirely too much about sex to me…After I went away to college, every time I came home for a weekend or holiday…I would find a fucking shrine (literally!) on my dresser…Boxes of condoms piled up, for my dad, brother, and anyone who walked past the open door to see. I don’t know what mortified me more: That my dad and brother knew my mom was buying me condoms in bulk, or that my mom thought I was that big a slut!
Haha!
My mom has always talked entirely too much about sex to me…After I went away to college, every time I came home for a weekend or holiday…I would find a fucking shrine (literally!) on my dresser…Boxes of condoms piled up, for my dad, brother, and anyone who walked past the open door to see. I don’t know what mortified me more: That my dad and brother knew my mom was buying me condoms in bulk, or that my mom thought I was that big a slut!