Father knows best? Nope, he just KNOWS...

So yesterday's topic of the "talk" of course lead to more sex talk...not in THAT way (get your minds out of the gutter, people) but I will say that my fellow blogger and I did have some sex-related conversations yesterday. The topics ran the gamut from the "talk" we were given at our Catholic elementary school (given by nuns of all people), to sex toy parties (my fellow blogger recently attended one such party with our MOTHER...not a place I want my brain to go) Which then of course lead back to the sex-related issue that parents DO that. Almost ALL parents do or have been known to do that....ewwww. EWWWW, EWWWW, EWWWW and EWWWW.

But if that in and of itself isn't bad enough, our parents know that WE do that. Not so much ewww as it is terrifying. My sisters and I are all in agreement that the most difficult, mortifying, embarassing things EVER was telling our father that we were pregnant. We may as well have walked right up to him, slapped him congenially on the back and said "HEY! Guess what your son-in-law and I did a few weeks ago?" Because we all know how babies are made (well, I use the term "all" very loosely here...I would think MOST of our readers have a vague idea...if you don't, go ask your mom) So basically by telling him of his impending grandparenthood, we fully admit to doing THAT. HOLY SHIT, my dad knows. Seeing as how there are 6 of us, my dad is more than aware of how he got his 10 grandchildren. Between my sisters and I, we have admitted to our father of our sexcapades NINE times now. My fellow blogger being the biggest hussy of all of us, but that's neither here nor there....I'm not keeping score, after all (slut).

But he KNOWS and that is mortifying. My husband has just laughed at me with each of my pregnancies, watching my hands shake and sweat beading up on my forehead and the mere thought of telling my dad what I DID. We have flat out admitted that we have in fact done "that". I am a slut, my sisters are sluts, and our father knows it.

6 comments:

redfraggle37 said...
March 30, 2010 at 11:14 AM

I have the SAME reaction!!!!! What's worse (or better, IDK) is that my father is a major hippe/ex-serious Jew and he is totally OK with it, but for some reason, i'm not...I'm not sure why in my head I made a negative association that doesn't actually exist. In fact on my wedding day my dad said to me, "don't worry if you guys just go to sleep tonight, most people don't wind up having sex on their wedding night." I was mortified and he went to get another gingerale at the bar.

DeeDee said...
March 30, 2010 at 11:20 AM

LOL,tears rolling down my cheeks, just plain funny! yesterday's blog was a nice segue to today's! I've been looking for this post since I brought it up to you a few weeks ago! Funny how things work out! But I know exactly how you felt each time. Imagine having to tell Gramps!

a.rungee said...
March 30, 2010 at 12:42 PM

Oh my God thank you I really needed a good laugh this morning. Thank you for brightening my day.

S. B. said...
March 30, 2010 at 3:31 PM

Add to that the discomfort of not quite being married yet and you have our situation!! We had been engaged for almost a year and the wedding was planned, but we were just a few months too soon!

Amy Lee said...
March 30, 2010 at 4:11 PM

Holy Hell, I never thought of it that way. EW. I'm not sure I am ever going to be able to look at, speak to or even be in the same room with my father again.

Marci said...
March 31, 2010 at 5:26 PM

LMAO that was part of my issues with my kids! Telling mom wasn't a big deal but telling DAD?!?!? OMG yeah I still have trouble looking him in the eye sometimes! Or introducing him to anyone I may date...

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