clover -> wrong sort of mother-daughter bonding (8/15/2005 11:49:58 AM)
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okay, I've tried my best to keep from thinking about this since it happened two days ago. I thought if I stayed in denial, maybe it would be like it never happened. It's not working, though, so maybe it's time to share... We frequently run our silicone sex toys through a dishwasher cycle to sterilize them. Not a big deal, usually, since we take them out as soon as they're finished. However, this time we put them in on Thursday night and forgot to take them out on Friday morning before going off on an overnight trip. It's probably pretty obvious where this story is leading, right? Shortly after we returned home on Saturday afternoon, my mother dropped by the house unexpectedly. I made her a pot of coffee as usual, and after she drank some, she went to rinse her cup out before I could do it for her. And then...horror of horrors...I hear her asking "are these dirty?" as she pulls open the door of the dishwasher and slides out the top rack. There in all its glory is our modest collection of multi-colored, multi-shaped toys, some of the larger ones wobbling a bit like some kind of odd jello jiggler molds. [:o] There were an awful few moments of embarrassed silence, of course - after which I just shut the dishwasher with my hip and took the cup from her to hand wash it. I know I made some comment, but I don't remember what it was. Anyway...there's my story. Doesn't really serve any purpose other than to get it off my chest. Hm, maybe my mother will learn to call before coming over the next time.
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