Adam and I had an interesting discussion today about something that I've wondered about for a long time, but have pondered even moreso now that I'm pregnant.
What's the big deal about SEX???? I'll even bet that the title to this post threw most of you a bit, am I right?
Considering the only way any of us are here on this earth is because two people "did it" (barring assisted fertilization methods, religious beliefs of immaculate conceptions, and horror movies), it's hard to understand why sex is such a taboo subject. Most people have it, no one would be here on earth without it, and it ain't going anywhere.
However, we continue to giggle sheepishly when sex is mentioned in mixed company, frown because it's an "inappropriate" subject to bring up in most social situations, and even pretend that a pregnant woman somehow just got in that "condition" by being a nice girl and clicking her heels together three times. We all know a good roll in the hay was involved, people!
Personally, I think sex is funny. It looks pretty ridiculous (okay, with the exception of Angelina Jolie doing it on the big screen), is hot and sweaty, and is (in my book, at least) equivalent to someone taking a poo (everyday function, noises are made, and it's a bit messy). Guess that's why sex jokes and potty humor go hand-in-hand for me. My favorite sex references are "bumpin' uglies", "shakin' the sheets", and "the mattress mambo."
Adam says the fact that sex is "fun, pleasurable and a great stress reliever" are all reasons that it's so taboo. Isn't poo-ing a good stress reliever, too, though? I always feel better after a good visit to the toilet. Okay, but do I take pleasure in it--well, no...but...
Anyone who knows me probably thinks it amusing that I'm asking "what's the big deal about sex"? After all, I talk about it all the time, make joking references to it, and amongst close friends, am not hesitant to discuss its finer points. But isn't that the point? I feel comfortable talking about it because it really isn't that big of a deal to me; just one of these natural things that we all know about, and most of us participate in, but no one likes to talk about. In fact, the only reason I shut up about it is because I know other people are uncomfortable talking about the subject. I love talking about it about as much as I love a good "woman in the stall next to me was grunting while pushing out a poo" story. But that's just me, I guess.
Anyway, that's my two cents on the subject. I'm off to la-la land now to go have some pleasant dreams...interpret that any way you want.
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