I bet you can't tell what this entry is about by just reading the title. Go ahead and try, really.....
Didn't think so!!
Let me rewind a bit to a few months ago. The teenage years are traumatizing ones, not necessarily for the teenager, but for ME!! Anyways, as I was cleaning out my car a few months ago and vacuuming the very back of it out, I came across an open/empty condom wrapper. So the wheels start rolling; my initial thought was Damien but that quickly left my brain as a way of subconscious denial. Then I immediately called Charlie in a frenzy, I don't even know at that point if I was speaking rationally. (Probably not) Charlie, having once been 16 himself, immediately thought Damien, the most realistic person. But it couldn't be my sweet baby boy, he would never do anything like this, he is way too good of a kid. Yeah right!!!! So, of course I confronted him about it a few days later (yes, that's how long it took for me to process all of this.) Like I said, T R A U M A!!!!
So, I ask him if it was his, hoping (stupidly) that he would open and honest with me as he always had, LOL!! Of course he denied it over and over, even after telling him I was going to have to confront Charlie about it and put the blame towards my own husband, hoping this would scare him enough to be honest and fess up---I was wrong again. He still denied it. Anyways, after another month or so went by when I heard through the grapevine that he had in fact had sex, maybe even more than once. I finally cornered him and he confessed and told me that the wrapper was his and he had only had sex once with his girlfriend and not being what he thought it would be, he wasn't planning on doing it again for a long time or until he was married. HA!! I in turn attempted to scare the life out of him on all the VD's he could get from all kinds of "messing around." It really looked as if I had hit home with him and he was a little more educated on the whole "sex/VD" thing. Whew.....I was relieved immensely and really wanted this whole thing completely wiped out of my memory bank.
So the other night as I was being a "mom" and cleaning out his room a little for him, I came across the Allegra sample box that was in his room that he takes periodically for allergies. Curious to see if they had expired yet, I opened the box and mixed in with the samples of Allegra was...you guessed it..... about 5 condoms. DAMN!! Either the "talk" worked and he hasn't had any use for these things OR, he started out with a full package and is now running low. Aaaaaaaggggggg!!!!!!!!!! I take the box to Charlie just so he can confirm what exactly it is that I am seeing, he very calmly says, are those pills expired yet??? What??? Doesn't he see the condoms??? Maybe it is my imagination!! Not so much!! I asked Charlie what else he saw and he said "so what, condoms". Of course he did, he's a guy--and he will probably give Damien some high fives when he gets home. WTH. After looking at these condoms one by one I start to wonder...is Damien the sex fiend or is it the girls that are absolute sluts?? As I looked at these condoms there was writing on them with marker, purple ink in girls handwriting "CALL ME"!!! I guess that wouldn't blow my mind as I was too a promiscuous girl at an early age, but handing condoms out--DAMN!! How forward can you get without pulling your pants down and bending over?? (Don't answer that) So, there you have it...a day in the life of trying to raise a "prude" teenager. GIVE UP, MOM'S--AIN'T GONNA HAPPEN!! Not with these kind of girls walking around.
Thursday, September 4, 2008
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