November 13, 2007

That's the Sound of My Brain Cracking

According to some who know me, I am the ultimate hypocrite. In this case, I can't help but agree as they make a good point.

Here's a story. Well. Sort of a story. My hypocrisy will be highlighted while other emotional investments that may or may not be swirling like mad whirlpools threatening to drown us all will be omitted. Right here it's all about me. Being a hypocrite.

On occasion, The Boy hosts overnight visits with his girlfriend at our home. Wendy and I revel in such events; we truly enjoy having young people around. Young voices, young appetites, young muscles, young spirits. Oh, and young love. Good energy, that.

It's never been up for discussion. It matters not what I may or may not know about their sleeping arrangements when they sleep elsewhere: The Boy and his girl are assigned separate bedrooms. For now it remains that simple.

We have friends, peers with children, young adults rather, friends in their own right, around and about the age of The Boy. Family friends. Friends who have become family. One of the daughters is a lesbian.
**carefully skirt the enormous deep hole where all the gory details that comprise the understory are crouched attempting to remain unnoticed and unaddressed. do not look down as you pass, I beg you.**
On occasion, said lesbian daughter spends the night at our home with her significant other. Here's where my hypocrisy, like cream, rises to the surface: I've got no problem with them sharing a bed under our roof.

To recap:

The Boy + his girlfriend + visit = separate bedrooms
Good friend's daughter + her girlfriend + visit = pillow talk

Is anything ever simple?
Of course not.

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13 comments:

sporksforall said...

The real question is--does the boy find it hypocritical? If he doesn't, then all is well. If he does... well, sodder will re-fuse the brain.

Emily said...

If nothing else, your hypocrisy translates into a weekend of spiritual oomph for us. It's absolutely lovely to spend time with you, hypocrite or no.

Plus, um, children who aren't yours can TOTALLY Do IT. Your own? Mmm.

I don't think you're so wrong.

WordsRock said...

The Boy agrees, I'm a hypocrite. He takes it in stride.

SassyFemme said...

It's never easy, no matter how old they are.

It's good that The boy takes it in stride. If it was Jen you'd probably have heard a hissy fit pitched all the way down there.

Zoe said...

Does is matter that the friend's daughter is a lesbian, or would you still allow the same sleeping arangements if she brought a boyfriend? Would you allow that sleeping arangement if she were your daughter? That is part 1. Part 2. Your kid, your house, your rules. You don't have to justify anything to anyone.

psuacoustician said...

Could it be the conception possibilites or lack there of?

weese said...

fascinating.

maxine said...

I think something less than hypocrisy, more like you not wanting to admit that your Boy is a Man.

the only daughter said...

hmmmmmmm. well.

J R Estelle said...

Well....there's always the pregnancy issue...

Inside the Philosophy Factory said...

Perhaps it is the 'unmarried' status of the boy and his girlfriend? They are permitted a legal marriage, so they should sleep apart until they are married.

Since your good friend's daughter can't get legally married to her girlfriend, you don't see it as a problem.

If/when the boy gets married, would you object to him and his wife in the same room?

Liz Ditz said...

Jumper Girl called to ask if The Boyfriend can spend the night. I said, "no way"...not even in separate bedrooms Then she asked if she can spend the night at The Boyfriend's house. Boyfriend's family are traditional Latino....I said, "Let me think about it."

Then I recalled that I allowed Jumper Girl's older brothers to have co-ed slumber parties in high school.

Hypocrite, me.

Gunfighter said...

Holy Crap, Suzanne!