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fullygoldy) wrote2012-09-20 08:54 pm
fullygoldy) wrote2012-09-20 08:54 pm
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What Would Cordelia Do?
I had a bizarre cross-generational experience today. My darling daughter, who is nearly 23, spent the summer with us (ostensibly between semesters, but that is another story), and inhabited the guest room which is the other half of my office (and formerly her bedroom). Today,
she called to tell me she finally got a job (yay) and she was on her way to a Gyn appt, to see if she's a candidate for an IUD. We casually and easily discuss contraception and Gyn stuff, sometimes even in front of her dad and brother. See me, the enlightened parent.
A little while later, I was straightening up some things on the dresser in the "guest room", and came across a folded up piece of paper. I popped it open to find a packing list from an online order that had been shipped to the girl at our address, and seemed to have arrived within the last week she was with us. It had been ordered in her boyfriend's name (his credit card).
The packing slip itemized a handful of (his and hers) sex toys and a bottle of Probe. I seriously need brain bleach.
I just never really needed to know what kind of kinky things she might get up to with her guy, yannow? I mean, sure, it's theoretically good to know that she's sex-positive and able to explore new things/embrace her preferences/yadda yadda yadda. It's a hell of a lot weirder to realize that in addition to our partying/flirting/drinking similarities, we might also have sexual similarities beyond the "attracted to men 8-15 yrs older" kink.
And while Cordelia might crow to Aral about having acquired this bit of intelligence, I in no way am looking forward to having this discussion with DH. I kinda want to share just because I don't want to be the only one not-imagining the ramifications, but that temptation is SMALL compared to the reality of that conversation.
#I may not be Betan but I'm definitely not Barryaran
she called to tell me she finally got a job (yay) and she was on her way to a Gyn appt, to see if she's a candidate for an IUD. We casually and easily discuss contraception and Gyn stuff, sometimes even in front of her dad and brother. See me, the enlightened parent.
A little while later, I was straightening up some things on the dresser in the "guest room", and came across a folded up piece of paper. I popped it open to find a packing list from an online order that had been shipped to the girl at our address, and seemed to have arrived within the last week she was with us. It had been ordered in her boyfriend's name (his credit card).
The packing slip itemized a handful of (his and hers) sex toys and a bottle of Probe. I seriously need brain bleach.
I just never really needed to know what kind of kinky things she might get up to with her guy, yannow? I mean, sure, it's theoretically good to know that she's sex-positive and able to explore new things/embrace her preferences/yadda yadda yadda. It's a hell of a lot weirder to realize that in addition to our partying/flirting/drinking similarities, we might also have sexual similarities beyond the "attracted to men 8-15 yrs older" kink.
And while Cordelia might crow to Aral about having acquired this bit of intelligence, I in no way am looking forward to having this discussion with DH. I kinda want to share just because I don't want to be the only one not-imagining the ramifications, but that temptation is SMALL compared to the reality of that conversation.
#I may not be Betan but I'm definitely not Barryaran