Thursday, March 23, 2006
this one time, at...
So, I've told this story to a few friends and all that have heard it have asked the same question:
WHY IS THIS NOT ON YOUR BLOG?
Well, at first it was because this was quite possibly the most embarrassing thing to ever happen to me. With the obvious exception, yet omitted because it had to be done, of a dozen or so people watching me give birth.
Let's see if I can set the scene here.
After Triniti was born and but a wee lass (think: 5 months oldish) I had made the awful mistake of starting to have sex with her father again. Now before I go any further, I have explain the layout of my house. You'll understand in a few minutes. It was originally a two bedroom house but the owners had added another, very large, room onto it. They probably intended for it to be used as a larger living room, but I used it as my bedroom since there was more than enough room for all of my things and all of the things associated with having an infant. This room was set off to the side of the kitchen and accessible through a doorway and three stairs.
Anyway, I was having a party or something... I am trying to remember what the occasion was but I can't seem to. Anyway, there were people at my house. I know that The Cake Lady and her kids were there as well as some of the girls' friend's mothers but the exact attendees are escaping me. Possibly because I had completely blocked this out. I just know I was trying to look the Upstanding and Responsible Citizen part so that these moms would let their daughters play with mine. We had only moved here about six months before and this was the girls first year of school. I couldn't be that mom.

You know the one.
The one that the other moms think smokes dope and snorts coke off of half naked men while their pigtail clad angel is playing with my razor blades in the other room with my daughter.
So, let's say a half a dozen grownups were there and probably twice that many kids. Trin's dad was not one of them. In fact, I don't think I had even told anyone that he and I were sleeping together again yet. It wasn't exactly something I was proud of and these moms knew nothing of my personal life because let's face it, it wasn't brag worthy at the time. Well, Triniti had pooped and so I had taken her into the other room to change her diaper and left the other adults to entertain themselves. When I was finished, I picked Trin up out of her crib and walked up the three steps leading to the kitchen. I could hear Emilee saying something and then she started making moaning noises. When I walked into the dining area, the grownups that had been listening to her story were all pale-faced. But Emilee kept right on going, "and then she said 'OoooOOohhhh, oh yeah, oh god, oooohhhhhhhh' and I...."
OH. MY. FUCKING. GOD.
"Emilee, what are you talking about?"
"I was telling them about the noises you were making when I got up to get some water last night."
Not ONLY had she been telling them about the noises, but while I was changing Trin's diaper, she had also told everyone what she had seen when she had snuck out to get a drink the night before and wandered over to my doorway to see what was going on in my room. She and Amanda had sat there for several minutes before running back to their room.
My, then four year old, daughter had just acted out my part of a sex act in front of my friends and the parents of my daughter's friends.
For. Ten. Minutes.


editted to add that I just realized this is my 500th post... It would be this wouldn't it?
so eloquently put by katehopeeden at 12:16 AM
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