I have a couple things to post about but I can’t because I am retarded and cannot figure out how to make my private post thing work. However, if I COULD have posted about these things it would have looked something like this but with far more detail;
I had lunch today with two people and one of them is in constant need of validation. She is not old enough to go to a bar yet, but she is older than the legal age to vote - and yet - she cannot do her own hair. I don’t fucking get it. Anyway, I cannot really get into detail here but it went something like, you don’t like my hair. why are you staring at my hair. does it look fine or good? on a scale of 1 to 10, what is it? will it look okay for dinner tonight? does it look as good as it does when you do it for me? if it looks fine why do you keep looking at it? are you sure it looks good? is it good or fine…
All through lunch it went on like this. I sat there, watching the exchange between mother and daughter and I thought to myself, thank god my kids aren’t like this. They are confident with their own skills and abilities. Hell, they won’t even let me do their hair for school anymore. And they are only 10 and 8. anyway, it is draining sometimes.
So Then:
We had a discussion about losing one’s virginity. I was ancient by today’s standards when I lost mine (22 and 9 months old). My second youngest sister was like, 13. My other sister lost hers on prom night, senior year. she also got knocked up the same night. My friend who is old enough to vote but not old enough to go to a bar officially became a woman a couple weeks ago. and she PLANNED it. I mean seriously, notes, lists, music, date planned it. which I find foreign really. I mean, I had ideas in my head as to how it would be and I never dreamed that when it was done and over with the first time I would say “that’s it? Do it again.” And I really never dreamed that as I drove home that day to shower and pick the grass and weeds out of my ass crack that I would be thinking things like “I can’t believe I waited for that.”
So do you not want any comments?
ReplyDeleteWhen my oldest was in 4th grade she was teaching the other girls in her class how to do their own hair out in the hallway at recess. Her teacher told me that. lol
The one girl you’re talking about…she sounds….“special”. :)
P.S. and off subject, I want to add you to my list of blogs I read consistently. I wanted to add you to my Wednesday’s Wealth of blog fodder but I can’t copy and paste so I figured before adding you to my side bar I would ask if it was ok…just in case you didn’t want me to. hehe
:coffeekiss:!! :tbarf!!!:
ReplyDeleteI can’t do my own hair
ReplyDeleteI lost my virginity a few months before I turned 18 or 19, I forget.
It was, to say the least, less than stellar. He told me that I was wonderful and it was great which was a total lie but I thought that was kinda sweet. It wasn’t until I was in my 30’s that I found out why people liked sex so much. Sad but true.
OMG I planned my “big night”. Does that make me a complete loser????
ReplyDeleteI’m blushing here. I’m such a nerd.
I just wanted everything to be perfect. Something that I would remember as being “romantic”
Damn…
Nothing is more romantic than having to pull grass out of your buttcrack. Thanks for sharing.
ReplyDeleteLori - Sadly, she is not special. She is highly intelligent but has never had to do things for herself. She didn?t believe me that a person could put ordinary dish soap into a glass bottle and wash it out. She believed, and her mom confirmed for me, that the only way to clean something was via a dishwasher.
ReplyDeleteMiss Ann - thank you thank you thank you! Of course, coffeekiss and barf aren’t working. I was with my first fianc? before I experienced the “big O” and all of the sudden the light came on and I realized what the hoopla was about! I can do my own hair. I could do your hair if you lived closer too.
Dana - I can understand some amount of planning, but for me, planning means we’re both in the same room together. You are not a nerd. Maybe a little OCD, but not a nerd!
Yellojkt - You know I live to share. Nothing about my first time could ever be considered romantic. And I’m okay with that.
what smileys aren?t working?
ReplyDeleteMaybe it’s just me, but on your first post, I don’t see the first two smileys. I see the words “:coffeekiss:!!” & “:tbarf!!!:”
ReplyDeleteI meant your first comment above.
ReplyDeleteLol. I do have OCD ... sometimes.
ReplyDeleteEverything before the sex was really romantic. I’m not even sure if I lost my virginity the first time. Things came to a halt at “Ow,ow that hurts!!!! Get it out!!!”
And no “Big O"s were had for that entire relationship…