TMIThursday: Daaaaaaa aaaaaaaaaaad!
Feb 17, 2010 Family, TMI Thursday's
Welcome to TMIThursday! Give it up to Lilu for making all of the throwing up in our mouths on a weekly basis possible. DO IT.
So I am tired and I forgot to ask someone to guest post for this week. (read: please email your guest TMIT posts with pics if you are picky to wickedcourtni@gmail.com) So this is going to be short and disturbing.
(For me anyway.)
Anyway … if you are under a rock or new to my life … you may not know that my book was just picked up by a publishing company a week or so ago. I am pretty sure I am fucking ecstatic about it. I may or may not do a dance by myself when I think about it.
It may or may not be the best God Damned thing that has happened in my life … as far as professional accomplishments go.
So my mom is on my FB. My parents are the raddest, most open minded hippie parents a girl could ask for. When she read the post about it (yeah I know I am a horrible daughter for not calling them to tell them.) she freaked out and told my dad and whomever else she came across I am sure. …
…. and she calls me ….
Mom: “Tell me about this publishing deal!”
Me: *insert Charlie Brown teacher voice of me telling her*
Dad: “Well you know I am going to have to read it, right?”
Mom: *giggling*
Me: “Errr…”
Dad: “You are my daughter! I have to read it! You are a published author!”
Mom: *dying laughing*
Me: “Dad.”
Dad: “I will read it at work tomorrow!’
Me: “I really don’t think that is a good idea.”
Dad: “What is the worst that could happen? I get a woody and am unable to get up from my desk!?”
Me: “DAD!!!!!!!!”
Mom: *snort*
Dad: “I am reading your work. Period.”
Me: “Gah. Finnnnnnneeeeeeeee. I just do not need to hear about your wood.”
Dad: “Well if you don’t hear about it … how will you know what I thought?”
Me: “What do you judge a book by your boner?! FUCKIDONTWANTTOTALKABOUTTHIS!”
Dad: “Maybe I do.”
Me: “Then I dont care what you think. Keep it to yourself.”
Fast forward to me telling D of the mortification involving my dad’s wood…
D: *lauging* “Well you do know that there was wood involved in creating you.”
Me: “FUCKING SERIOUSLY?!?!?!”
D: *laughing harder* “I am just saying.”
Me: *covering my ears* “LALALALALALALALALALALA”
The end. I am officially damaged.
Would you rather forget who you were or who everyone else was?
Would you rather kiss a jellyfish or step on a crab?
February 17th, 2010 at 23:11
too funny but I do sympathise..
I think I would rather forget who everyone else was, I think it would be easier to re-learn about the people who love you and getting to know them again then it would be to get back to the person you were.. Learning about yourself all over again after 31 years of life would be far more traumatic I think.
Depends how big the crab is … but over here we have lots of really nasty jellyfish, some deadly so I think I would always have to go for step on a crab…
LivingWicked Reply:
February 18th, 2010 at 14:39
I think I would rather re-learn about people too. I don’t know if I would want to forget myself.
February 18th, 2010 at 05:32
Oh fuck that is the funniest shit, ever!
LivingWicked Reply:
February 18th, 2010 at 14:40
mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmhm.
February 18th, 2010 at 06:00
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February 18th, 2010 at 06:52
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.
i dunno… I’m shy, so the joy of meeting new people all the time would be lost on me… but the idea of not knowing my Self sends tremors all the way down to my soul. Ick. So probably everyone else? boo. I don’t like this question
I think kissing a jellyfish would be kinda like licking a battery – i’ll take the crab.
LivingWicked Reply:
February 18th, 2010 at 14:40
Are you LAUGHING right now?!?!
You would.
I am sorry you don’t like it. I like making you uncomfortable, not gonna lie.
February 18th, 2010 at 07:14
HAHAHAHAAHHAHHAAH…that was DEF TMI!!! hahahahahaha
Would you rather forget who you were or who everyone else was? everyone else
Would you rather kiss a jellyfish or step on a crab? step on a crab…that doesn’t hurt at all, where as kissing a jellyfish just might!
LivingWicked Reply:
February 18th, 2010 at 14:41
Whatever.
I would hate to have my lip stung by a jellyfish.
February 18th, 2010 at 07:26
Oh my god. Hahahahahahahahaha! Has your dad not heard the term “NSFW”? Because it so is.
LivingWicked Reply:
February 18th, 2010 at 14:41
IT SO IS!!!!!!!!!!!!! GOD DAMNIT. Blah.
February 18th, 2010 at 07:31
Um, you wanna talk damaged?
1) I’ve *heard* my parents.
2) My dad read ALL OF MY BLOGS THAT DESCRIBED IN GREAT DETAIL MY SEX ADVENTURES AND HOW MUCH I LOVE GIVING BLOW JOBS.
Stop being a baby. A little wood won’t kill you.
LivingWicked Reply:
February 18th, 2010 at 14:42
1) I have actually WALKED IN on my parents.
2) I am pretty sure that my dad has too.
I am not being a baby you beezo, I am just cooool as ice about the fact that my dad gets wood.
K?
February 18th, 2010 at 08:40
LMAO! I get broken more and more each time one of my elder family members decide they need to share a sex tidbit with me. One day I will have to tell you about the sex party my grandmother and great aunt tricked me into going to with them. A whole two days AFTER I lost my virginity. It was like they had a sensor go off and decided it was time I learned about toys. Candle party my ass!
LivingWicked Reply:
February 18th, 2010 at 14:42
Oh hell no. HELLLLLLLLLLLLLNO.
That is hilarious. HAHAHAHA
Dizzy Reply:
February 18th, 2010 at 21:03
There is nothing hilarious about watching your grandmother grope a dildo and test its weight, all while she tries to match them to your grandfathers own real thingy. These were just visuals that I did not need to have for the rest of my life. Alzheimer runs in my family though so there is hope that my memory will be swiped clean one day.
February 18th, 2010 at 10:21
i love this… finally someone to make you blush!
LivingWicked Reply:
February 18th, 2010 at 14:43
You would love this. HA HA HA
rdawg Reply:
February 18th, 2010 at 18:17
good thing you can counsel yourself.
February 18th, 2010 at 10:30
I can totally hear your dad saying every word!!!! Very funny! And congrats to you for your book!!!
LivingWicked Reply:
February 18th, 2010 at 14:43
Thanks honey!
February 18th, 2010 at 10:37
THIS…
…is too fucking funny.!!
LivingWicked Reply:
February 18th, 2010 at 14:44
Psh.
February 18th, 2010 at 11:35
hahaha this is so great!!! It sounds like he’ll be just fine reading your work. Afterall, a little of his brain went into yours… But eww.. I think I’ll die if my dad ever says woody to me!
LivingWicked Reply:
February 18th, 2010 at 14:53
I KNOW!!!!!!!! Keep your woody to yourself!
February 18th, 2010 at 11:40
lmfao thats awesome haha (and gross) but way awesomer!
LivingWicked Reply:
February 18th, 2010 at 23:45
February 18th, 2010 at 11:48
Now, that is a conversation!
LivingWicked Reply:
February 18th, 2010 at 23:45
To say the LEAST.
February 18th, 2010 at 13:25
This guy I knew in SF once asked if I knew if my mom came or not when I was conceived. That is a question my mind will occasionally conjure and then instantly bury ever since.
I wanna say I’d rather forget who I am. Because I would still be me, I just wouldn’t know how I was me. And I would really hate to lose all the love I have built lifetime growing. Especially childhood memories of my siblings.
But I hate frustration more than anything. And not knowing who I was could possibly piss me off 24/7 thus destroying the Zen I have created for myself.
I’d rather step on a crab. Unless this is code for something..
LivingWicked Reply:
February 18th, 2010 at 23:46
I like you.
February 18th, 2010 at 13:42
I would have shot myself dead. You are stronger than I.
LivingWicked Reply:
February 18th, 2010 at 23:46
Dead.
February 18th, 2010 at 14:40
Step on a crab, for sure.
AWKWARD!!!
LivingWicked Reply:
February 18th, 2010 at 23:46
I KNOW! Like … ummm….. really?!?!?!?
February 18th, 2010 at 15:07
Holy caw, you got awesome parents!! That is hilarious. Make sure you get counseling for your posttraumatic stress disorder, this kind of stuff *lingers*. lol!
LivingWicked Reply:
February 18th, 2010 at 23:47
Seriously. I need some sessions.
February 18th, 2010 at 16:54
ROFL!!!! I’ll have to go back and read other comments, but…
ROFL!!!! Until today, I have never thought to realize (how’s that for funky wording!) that writers of a certain genre have parents… Parents who may KNOW, let alone CARE, about their babies big accomplishments. What would you do if Charli decided to write a book of her own someday?
LivingWicked Reply:
February 18th, 2010 at 23:48
I would embrace the hell out of it.
However, I would not refer to my wet panties. Just saying.
February 18th, 2010 at 18:00
A Canadian company? How fucking cool is that???
LivingWicked Reply:
February 18th, 2010 at 23:48
Pretty fucking cool if I do say so myself!
February 19th, 2010 at 08:47
damn maybe I should judge a book by my boner!
February 19th, 2010 at 12:43
I’m happy for you, and proud. I think its wonderful that your Dad can get past this discomfort and be utterly supportive. I know that even though it is embarassing as hell, it probably makes your heart swell a little bit.
How wonderful does it make you feel that you are making your dreams a reality? That is a bucket full of awesome.