On April - 23 - 2010
I think I have a pretty good grasp of the English language. Well I did until yesterday afternoon anyway. I chose a couple of wrong words yesterday and a firestorm started because of it. Yesterday I asked- “Do you talk about sex in front of your kids?”
What I meant to say was “Do you kid about sex in front of your adult kids?”
I’d never been on the receiving end of a hateful emails before. I don’t care for them.
I don’t talk to Nate, Amanda or Brett about explicit sexual matters of any sort, at any time. EWWWW.
It’s true that I’m in therapy now, but contrary to emailed suggestions, I won’t be seeking help for my “problem”.
All right, I’m done with this now. Life goes on.
