Remind me why I do my job again...

Obviously I can't post details, but it's 11:30 at night and I just spent an hour an a half with a client. Why do I think this is fun?

On euphemisms

In my "guide for people who read romance novels", I touched on some of the rediculous euphemisms that romance noveslists use for human genitala. Romance novelists are not alone in this quest to call body parts anything other than thier actual name. Pretty much everyone in the states has a name, pet name, or otherwise odd labeling of their and other people's private parts. I have heard people say all of the following instead of vagina: "pink parts", suzie, cha-cha, "bearded clam", fish taco, daisy, cunt, snatch, pussy, cat, kitty, "hatchet wound", purse, "grilled cheese sandwich", love button, love canal, pearl, and others. For "penis" we have: "dick", "peepee", "weewee", " hoo hoo dilly", "Salty sausage", "love pole", "trouser snake", "stick shift", "twig and berries", "meat and two potatoes", willy, "skin flute", "family jewels", "love muscle", shrinkydink, manhood, wiener, banana, and many many others. I could continue with a list for breasts, but I think you get the point.

Doctors and educators often tell us to use correct names for genitalia with our children. I think most people think that this is to help create a more educated sounding populous similarly to those who encourage us not to say "ain't" or "where's my pen at?". However, I would contend that making us not sound like morons is only a tiny part of what us using correct names for genitals is actually intended to do.

When we use names like "suzie" and "weewee", it's because we're for some reason embarrased to say the real thing. Somehow, we in America got the idea that sex is dirty and should not be discussed. We also got the idea that just about everything associated with sex is somehow "naughty" and taboo. When we say things like "peepee" and "daisy" to our children, we send the message not only that the names for their genitals are something that is better off unspoken, but that the genitals themselves are something that is better off not spoken about. Most adults very embarassedly say "well my child was looking at his.... his... you know... his... (whispered) 'jewels'..." Kids pick up on the fact that everyone turns red faced and refuses to use correct terms when talking about genitals, and so they learn the embarassment.

Most people feel that genitals are private and should not be discussed or shown to the general public. I am not going to disagree with this sentiment. However, an inability to talk about your body without a redface and alot of euphemisms not only looks and sounds rediculous, but it can be a hinderance to your adult sex life. Many people can't ask for what they want in bed without turning red and/or using words like "she" "girl parts" and "manhood". By using euphemisms for body parts, we're teaching future generations to be emabarrsed of who they are and what they want. No one should be embarrassed of what they want done to their body when they are a fully consenting adult alone in private with another fully consenting adult.

Something alot of my friends don't know about me...

I thouhgt of something alot of you guys don't know about me... I eat fruit--other than bananas.
When I was around most of my friends, I ate no fruit except bananas and occasionally pineapples if they were in or on something. I now eat raspberries, strawberries, honeydew, watermelon, oranges on occasion, and think fresh pineapple is godly.

I also fucking love the farmer's market here because I can get fresh fruit and veggies. But most of you have heard my gushing over the farmer's market before.

Three things you don't know about me?

My husband did a post about three things that most people didn't know about him. So, I am now trying to follow suit. However, this is ungodly difficult because anyone who's talked to me for more than four conversations knows that I am a dancer, I am a social worker, I wear too much damn glitter, I wear skirts alot, my favorite color is purple, I love chocolate, I play lots of video games, I love to excercise, I shop at thrift stores almost exclusively, I'm allergic to pets, I love to cook, and i'm a little touched in the head. From reading the blog you also know that I watch porn, have read romance novels, wish I could be a music video concept designer, gave my ass to science and recently moved to Idaho from the bible belt.
Let's see... some of you might not know that I used to sing throughout junior high and high school and was acutally pretty good. I got the highest rating (a 4 i think) for one of my junior high solos and the second highest (a 3) for my only high school solo. I was in all city two or three times and all state girls chorus once. In my senior year, I tried out for all state mixed chorus and didn't get in, but decided it was okay because I would've missed the boys to men concert.

Which brings me to something that some people don't know. I liked boys to men and I still do. Do not look at me as if I am evil. Name a genre, and I can name you at least one band/artist I like. Dancing gave me access to an incredible array of music, and I found alot of different styles I liked. I like new and old swing, I like some rock, I like some indy rock, I like alot of math rock, I like some metal, I like classical, I like new age, I like lots of electronica, I like some rap (snoop especially), I like alot of funk, I like blues, I like certain experimental things, and I even get the occasional 80's flashback.

I loved cyndi lauper when I was younger, but what little girl didn't?

I had strawberry shortcake suspenders when I was like 6.
Um... I am grasping at straws because most people already know everything...
Well, that's three things anyways....

Oh yeah, I used to swin on a swim team when I was younger. I was slow as a fucking snail, but I liked swimming.

So um.... there, maybe you guys didn't know some of that stuff.

i'm busy

I haven't been updating much these days and I *think* it has something to do with the new job. I have less free time, and most of my brain power is spent cracking on these cases. In case any of you don't know or have forgotten, I am a social worker. For this particular job, I will be working mostly with adults (to start with anyways) with mental health issues. The way the state of Idaho works, adults have to have specific diagnoses and be more severe than kids. Let me tell you that things like conduct disorder and adhd don't hold a candle to things like paranoid schizophrenia in difficulty. Mind you, conduct disorder means the person has horrendous behavior, but they are generally in touch with the same world we are. Kids who break every fucking rule in the book I can understand in an odd sort of way. It might be like beating your head against a wall to get them to stop, but it really boils down to a kid who doesn't cope well with our world due to various reasons.
People with paranoia live in a world where the simplest thing becomes interpreted in ways you wouldn't believe. It's not like beating your head against a wall to get them to listen to you, it's more like navigating a complex web of laser trips with bombs attatched to them while flying in a VIPIR with no map and a blindfold over your eyes just to get them to feel that you are friendly and not threatening. I had someone be very afraid i didn't like them because I had to go to another appointment. This may not seem completely odd, but under the circumstances it was pretty out in left field.
I shouldn't say anymore about specific clients, but, holy shit does paranoid schizophrenia take the cake on wierd ass things that happen to people's brains.