i gotta tell you guys, at 35 i drew a line. midway between 20 and 50, i decided that i'm old enough to always have my own bed, and never to drink cheap beer. we can share a hotel room and booze up with some microbrews, and then each retire to our own queen bed.
This. Except I drew it earlier, around 25. My brother got bent out of shape because we visited once and were apparently supposed to sleep somewhere in their two bedroom house with four other adults(including two very pregnant women), two children, and only one bathroom.
No.
Then he got offended when we got a hotel room. He got over it eventually, I guess.
My mom was not happy about me living with H before we got married or engaged that when we were engaged, she asked me if I would stay with them while my great Aunt came into town. She told me that my Memaw had asked her to ask me. She knew I would say no, and I did. I thought it was very hypocritical considering one of my cousins (great Aunts grandkid) got a girl pregnant a few years before then. They are super religious and premarital sex is a no-no. I told my mom that I was not ashamed of living with him and I didn't care what they thought. My dad agreed and reiterated the whole hypocrite thing to.
I got insomnia at one point, and then started watching Archer on my phone, with earphones.
But I didn't realize it was the episode where Cyril starts going crazy, and Cheryl starts mocking him and making these really loud orgasm sounds to make him uncomfortable.
And then all of a sudden I WAS PARANOID. OMG WILL MISO THINK I AM WATCHING PORN WITH HER RIGHT NEXT TO ME. So I go quickly to pause it.
of course, then my phone drops to the floor, while the episode still playing (that's the loudest fake orgasm ever!) and I WAS SURE that Miso was secretly hearing all of this.
Post by Wrath0fKuus on Mar 19, 2013 15:36:25 GMT -5
My parents and ILs are like this, too. It's weird, like under their roof, we have to feign childlike virginity and obedience for their comfort because their fragile minds can't take us being autonomous adults.
Post by mrs.jacinthe on Mar 19, 2013 15:43:12 GMT -5
LOL. R and I sleep in separate beds at his parents and we've been married for 5.5 years. Because the ILs are old school and their guest room has two twin beds. It's like an episode of I Love Lucy all up in there.
My BFF bought a condo with her then-FI but was stuck living at home with her parents until after they were married. She didn't put up a fight because she said it was only a couple of months (during which the FI was doing renovations) and it wasn't worth the fight it would have caused.
My BFF bought a condo with her then-FI but was stuck living at home with her parents until after they were married. She didn't put up a fight because she said it was only a couple of months (during which the FI was doing renovations) and it wasn't worth the fight it would have caused.
H and I got married in August, and closed on our house in July. H lied to his parents, telling them he was still living at his old place until we were married. At the time, H was 30, and this was his second marriage. Still, his parents were all pearl-clutchy about it. And you bet when I came along on their family trips pre-marriage, we were separated at night time. I ended up sharing a bed with his grandmother more than once. Crazy.
Post by Saint Monica on Mar 19, 2013 17:13:32 GMT -5
The first time my H & I stayed at my parents house post marriage my mother took me aside and asked if I would refrain from having sex even though we were married and 'allowed' to share a room.
The first time my H & I stayed at my parents house post marriage my mother took me aside and asked if I would refrain from having sex even though we were married and 'allowed' to share a room.
My response:
I am very interested in this! Were your parents weirded out by the idea of the fluids in their bedding, or was it just the idea of you being a sexual being?
The first time my H & I stayed at my parents house post marriage my mother took me aside and asked if I would refrain from having sex even though we were married and 'allowed' to share a room.
My response:
I am very interested in this! Were your parents weirded out by the idea of the fluids in their bedding, or was it just the idea of you being a sexual being?
I am not interested in this. I thought this was the most inappropriate thing to say to me. Fluids were not mentioned. She must know I have human sexual feelings- see below:
Another story: when I was 15 I had my boyfriend over to the house. We were hanging out in my room. He wanted a bj. I decided sure, why not. So it was like super slow mo here: I was leaning forward and reaching out (junk was still in his pants) and my mom comes in and grabs me by my hair, pulling me to my feet. She is screaming about me being a whore and pulling me by my hair down the hall continuing to scream something unintelligible I am screaming (from the pain). My dad runs up and is all like 'huh' (b/c this was not at all how anyone in my family acts) and my mom lets go and locks herself in the bathroom. My dad to his credit was really cool. He was basically like only do things you want to do and for the love of mercy dont do anything in the house with them home.
I actually thought my parents would make a stink about moving in with Thor, but they were all, "whatever you want, Damaged Goods" about it.
I actually paved the way for my brothers. My mom wouldn't even come visit me and my H when we first moved into together. LOL! But my youngest brother moved in with his girlfriend and it was NBD.
Post by Wrath0fKuus on Mar 19, 2013 17:53:07 GMT -5
I'm sorry, Saint Monica, but you saying "I am not interested in this" made me wheeze. The almost-bj story is pretty awful, though. My mom was a slightly less scary version of this, too.
Ex-H and I were living together and engaged (I was 25) and my dad insisted that since we were not married, we were not sharing a bed or a room on the family vacation. In fact, we even got put on different floors. Ex- H was put in a room with my brother and cousin while I was in a room with my sister and cousin. Fortunately, both rooms had three single beds in each so nobody had to share. I'm pretty confident that if I brought a guy on a family vacation now, nobody would give a flip if I shared a bed with him.