It's such an honor to be SFTC's Top Blog of the Week! Really, I'm thrilled. No really. I don't usually get out much, so it's very exciting to be posting over here today. My life is seriously estrogen deficient so I'll just soak up whatever you can throw at me today and stick it in the reserves for later - when the testosterone takes over my life again. Thanks for the opportunity!
As the title of my blog suggests, I'm the only girl in my house. And as such, I experience many dark, lonely moments as well as challenges. One of the big ones of course, is the never ever ending potty humor.
Honestly - at what age does potty humor cease to be hilariously funny?
At age 6? No. And frankly that's reasonable.
At age 9? Nope, and I guess that's reasonable too.
At age 38? Apparently not. The poo and fart jokes are just as funny to the man as they are to the child.
But why? Why are those jokes so hilarious to them? Talking about poo and farts results in uncontrollable fits of laughter. A certain camaraderie is made by sharing such jokes in my house. I, of course, am the horrified outsider. Because frankly, in spite of having a pretty good sense of humor, I really don't find anything funny about it. It's just kinda gross.
Oh, I've tried to break the cycle. Trust me. I've insisted how horrendous "The Fart Game" really is. I've feigned the look of shock for years every time someone dropped a stink bomb in my vicinity. But it all falls on deaf ears. Apparently the potty humor gene has been deeply embedded in the male DNA since the beginning of time. My looks of sheer and utter disgust are never going to change that.
So I've given up. I've waived the white flag. I've stepped down off my soapbox. I decided some time ago - if you can't beat them, join them.
And as I've discovered, it would seem that one of the few advantages of living in a house of boys, is that being an "open farter" is not only accepted, it's also admired. The more open the better. It's like their language of love.
When I'm at home, I just let those stink bombs drop! In the kitchen. While watching TV. In bed. Whenever and wherever. Always on a quest to impress them, to gain access to their "club".
At first my new found freedom was met with resistance. Even disgust. But slowly I've managed to win them over. I'm honored by the kudos they award me and continually do my best to make them proud.
I just have to remember when I'm NOT at home . . . because as I've discovered, my co-workers really don't find it so amusing. But that's a post for another day.
Drop by my blog anytime to see what else the boys and I get up to. It's ALWAYS something.
Thank you so much for sharing, Cher. As an open farter (it is a medical condition, people) and someone who got a dog SOLELY for the purpose of blaming her for my own farts, I am the president of the Stinky Butt Club in my house. And I appreciate reading about others who like to stink it up.
Now be a good SFTC follower, go visit Cher and leave her some comment love, and why not follow? I mean, her name is CHER! Stop it already.
Have a great weekend!
30 comments:
roflmbo ohhh I heart her already simply because I know EXACTLY what she is talking about lol. Living with even male animals along with 3 boys and ahubby. Yeah I hear ya sister.
We're the opposite of this family-- it's me, my daughter, our female dog... and just one male, DH!
Off to check out her blog!
~Elizabeth
Confessions From A Working Mom
Hilarious! The Husband is the only one bringing testosterone into our home... But he has converted our girls, and they would LOVE to be a member of The Stinky Butt Club!! *hangs head in shame* ;-)
There is just something about poop/farting and the like that brings a smile to the face...when speaking about it....
Of course I'm part of the 'I find it funny' club. I think that might be genetic. Honestly.
Hubs is the opposite but our daughter, from a very early age, would just burst out with uncontrollable giggling every time she poofed (that's what we call it...funny eh?). I didn't teach her to do that (raises right hand - hoenstly). I guess maybe it tickles her or something. It is hilarious to say the least.
Great feature today!
My hubs is 40 and it is still funny to him too. He has recruited our 5 year old in his fart quests. I haven't yet joined the dark side.
Yep. It happens to the best of them. After living with me and our two boys, my prim and proper wife can fart with the best of them. And often does so. And loudly. And without even saying excuse me.
I'm so proud.
It won't be long, and I bet she'll even start lifting her leg and waving the essence around with her hand for all to enjoy.
Yep. Any day now.
You sound like a lot of fun.
Hehe this is so funny, men are so odd as well there are some things they never grow out of. I grew up with two sisters, my Dad was the only guy in our house - I think he liked it that way though!
Jade
Even better is when you can "fart on command". Which I happened to do one day and thus earned respect from my husband and his BFF one day. I'm like 50 proud/50 ashamed.
I only live with one boy, but since the hubs is in two bands, I feel like I live with 9. Farting is what keeps us all together. It is it's own weird form of superglue.
It's so true - there isn't a potty humor joke that my boys won't find funny.
I love "Potty Humour"! I'm going to have to check this blog out!
Love her! We are both the only girl at our houses! ;)
I had enough wit just to males in the house. They stunk it enough.
I'm still a little gun shy on the fart business in my house, but burping is up my ally.
When I was preggo with my son the "man burbs" started and never went away. I can put any guy I know to shame.
Boiled eggs, broccoli and beans can help with the farts!
I joined em a long time ago - as mom in a house of boys you have to! Besides, blaming farts on the kids is so much fun.
Around here it feels that the canines are outnumbering the humans. They aren't but it feels that way.
LOL You never fail to give me a giggle!
I have 3 dogs I can use as scapegoats. So far they don't seem to mind ;)
I don't think it every gets old either. In fact, it is very exciting at any age. Likewise, if i am in the bathroom and I hear someone "toot" in the next stall, when I am washing my hands, I try to figure out who did it by looking at their shoes. and then I laugh at them behind their back.
It's super duper mature of me.
Kiran
YAAAAY! I love me some Cher! So nice to see you around here.
That's an awesome reason to get a dog.
Man, I'm kind of hoping I pop out a whole mess of boys someday...
I love her blog.
And my mum is big on the fart jokes and poo jokes, but I think she's just trying to impress because she's surrounded by boys as well.
The don't impress me though.
haha..you and my Mom would get along perfectly. LOL.
You had me laughing out loud - thanks!
Love to you
kelly
http://www.ivebecomemymother.com
Congrats on being Top Blog and this post was fantastic---I have twin girls who love to toot and laugh about it afterwards. Not sure if it'll ever stop or if someday they'll start to feel self conscious about it?!!?!?
Oh man as I was reading I was thinking, "oh yeah, letting them rip will cure those boys for sure and they'll stop right away!" But now you're part of the club, which I can see how freeing that is, since all these years of holding it in have turned my eyes brown. I was born with blue eyes...
WOOT to being featured on SFTC! Great honor. Stay strong, keep the estrogen flowing...
i will never be an open farter! never! in my relationship, i want there to be SOME sense of mystery, and if that mystery is how my farts smell, then so be it!
Hello! I just popped in to see what you're blog is all about. You stopped in on mine the other day, so I thought I'd check you out as well! Your blog is very creative and fun! I'll stop by often!
Sadly, I have the sense of humor of a 9 year old boy...as I still find farts hilarious. When they are my own, of course. When they are my husband's they are just rotten.
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