Monday, July 03, 2006

From fuzzy to philosophical

Fuzzy: Rooter, my resident (quite large) groundhog, has a friend. Friday night when I let the dogs out, I looked at the wayback section of the yard and saw two groundhogs. I even managed to figure out that the one on the left was Rooter, because that's the one who, when unknown things are nearby, stands up and pretends to be a tree stump. "Go away. I'm not a groundhog, honest!" The other one took off gallumphing away. I'd post pictures, but all I ever manage to get are pics of my back yard with fuzzy brown lumps in it. "Hey, look! A tree stump!" "Grrr. Damn camera-shy groundhog."

Philosophical: Is my current calmness about matters sexual a matter of me becoming less prudish, or more vulgar? A good thing, or a bad thing? The first time I went to an XXX rated bookstore, I turned bright red, glued myself to the side of the friend who drug me, and hardly looked anywhere other than her face. In the ensuing years, I have: used the "F" word from time to time, taken naughty pictures of myself, written for a porn site, contributed toy reviews, and confessed a combination of the above to various friends. A member of my mother's generation would definitely tell me I had become coarser, more vulgar and less acceptable to society, where I'm sure that most of my friends would say I am more open, more honest and less of a prude. It seems odd to me, after the amounts of therapy I've had, that I can pinpoint precisely what has changed about me, but I can't decide if it's positive or negative.

Maybe I'll just go look for the groundhogs again...

4 comments:

Snicker said...

I'm stunned I tell you. It really hasn't been that long ago, that trip to the bookstore, to which I most definitely did NOT drag you, (but definitely dragged you around once inside) and amused myself at your color changes and obvious shyness. Then I find out you went to a XXX bookstore on a date for gosh sakes.

*Shakes head in wonder*

Dump the F word, I need to as well, it never makes one look better than they are to use it.

Once but a harlnot in training, you are all grown up now!

Anonymous said...

you know what - if you are happy with the way things are in your life, and i know you well enough to know that you are, then why the concern? this is a society where women are able to be comfortable with their own sexual interests as well as desire and thirst for it....

now onto da groundhogs - you gotta gets a picture of Rooter and his/her companion!!!

one of these days ill figure out how to get a name on this place....

sincerely yers,

your tea guzzling correspondent in Eerie, PA

Jammies said...

You didtooso drag me. :-p

I just can't decide if I've changed for the better or changed for the worse.

*sigh*

Is grown up a good thing?

Peter Pan said...

depends if you is growin up or getting old....

take me for instance - i was born old, but i think i am finally growing up

maybe....