Monday, January 5, 2009

He Blogs, She Blogs: Farts, Sex and Boobs--Oh My!

Well, Jim and I are very happy with the way He Blogs, She Blogs has taken off, and the suggestions just keep rolling in. This week, we have some hot topics to discuss, among them some of my favorite things--sex and boobs. Alas, one of my least favorite things is also on the list, and that is FARTS. But, needless to say, there is plenty to be said about all of them. This week we are fielding questions from Casey at Half as Good as You, Michele from It's a Dog's Life, Izzy at Escape from Dullsville, and Elizabeth from Parenting Pink, so let's get going!

The lovely Casey wrote: Ok, I've got one that's prolly already been asked but here goes: What's your stance on farting in the home. Is it fair game for anyone, anytime or do you guys pretend you don't do it? Petra, do you let them rip along with the boys? Jim, are you ALLOWED to let them rip? Do tell.....

As a matter of fact, Casey, you are the first one to ask this, and I am surprised because it has always been a hot button topic in our house. I would like to start by saying that I am a lady and do not do such vile things as fart, but my husband, children and dog have plenty of experience in the matter. HA! Just kidding, of course I fart, but unlike the other disgusting members of my household, I don't do any of the following:

1. Announce it beforehand to the entire room

2. Lift my leg to take full advantage of the acoustics of the room so

that it reverberates off the walls

3. Sit on someone else before doing it

4. Say "aw man, did you hear that one?" after doing it

Yes, my husband AND two children are both fans of making it known when they fart and the louder and smellier the better. I will admit that when I first started living with my husband, I was horrified at the sounds and smells that he just let rip with abandon without an iota of embarrassment. And there have been times when the odor was so foul that I gagged and practically lost my lunch. But now seven years later, there is only one time that my husband lets loose that it bothers me, and that is moments after sex. I'm sorry, but nothing kills the afterglow faster than hearing a juicy, disgusting fart echo through the room after some good lovemaking. Other than that, it doesn't even faze me anymore. I, on the other hand, fart discreetly or go into the bathroom, even though I know the whole family would get a kick out of it and probably hold up score cards. Well, maybe that is WHY I do it discreetly...sickos.

Michele said: I'll need to add Petra to my reader so I can keep up. My question: Why is it that when I am cooking (read that as real busy) the husband insists on starting a cuddle? Do all men see a woman in the kitchen and think sex?

Good question Michele. In my case, it seems like my husband often feels the need to grab, grope or molest me mostly when I am busy doing something, not just exclusively in the kitchen. And don't get me wrong, I love knowing that he finds me sexy and wants to get it on, but there are certain things that need to be done, and nobody else is going to do them, you know what I mean? I am always torn between dropping what I am doing, ripping off his clothes and going at it right then and there, and pushing him away and telling him to go take a cold shower until I am done doing what I am doing. I'd say it's about 50/50.

Izzy wrote: Just found your blog -- enjoying it so far!! :-) I think the he said / she said thing is brilliant. Here's a question for you that my hubby and I argue over allllll the time (and no, we don't have kids): say your very young son wants to try ballet. Do you say "no way, play football" or do you let him give it a shot?

The answer to this question is much different today than it was seven years ago. When I first met my husband he was practically grunting and dragging his knuckles on the ground when he walked. Macho is an understatement. He wouldn't even entertain the thought of his son doing ballet or anything less than testosterone driven. But now, seven years later, he is older and wiser and a whole lot more open-minded (thanks to me, lol) and as much as he would love our son to play sports because of the jock he is, he also realizes that he needs to do what he enjoys and what he is good at. So now, I think, although he wouldn't be thrilled, he would certainly allow our son to do ballet if he wanted to. It's amazing when these boys we married actually grow up, isn't it?

And last, but certainly not least, Elizabeth said: Hi Petra! Great post. And yes, I do have a question I'd like you and Jim to discuss. Boobs. BOOBS (just in case you needed more of an emphasis on it). I wanna know why men want them so BIG (or do they??? hmmm....). And what about FAKE boobs? Do men really like the Pamela Anderson look? Yes, I've got boobs on my brain today, so I'd love a great discussion on the whole boob thing LOL

Well, first of all, I have big boobs, so it's never really been an issue with them not being big enough. And I, for one, can appreciate a nice pair of REAL D-cups. I love boobs. But I just don't get the whole enormous, unnatural looking silicone look some of the porn stars and Playboy Bunnies have going on. To me, they just look silly, and not at all sexy (especially knowing that they aren't God given). As for my husband, he loves him some boobies, and I think for him, bigger is better (up to about a D cup). Let's face it people, men and women are just totally different. Men associate large breasts with an abundance of sexuality (and probably something else Freudian and to do with motherhood and breastfeeding, who knows?) Most men are going to love those big, crazy boobies but I think most rational ones also realize that the real thing is best (like my husband who just said he would take a real pair over a fake pair any day. And boobies of all sizes are beautiful. And that Pam Anderson is too big. But mine are perfect. Heehee, he's gonna get laid tonight.)

I hope that answered your questions folks. Head over to Jim's blog and read his manly answers to compare and contrast to my feminine (and obviously superior) answers over here. And keep those questions coming, so that we can continue to bring you He Blogs, She Blogs for the rest of eternity (or at least until we get sick of doing it).
 
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