To each their own, I guess. He's old enough. He and his fiancee have a career. They are financially stable. I could only support and congratulate them both. We're no longer living in the Philippines where we would probably be shunned for having premarital sex. To have EVIDENCE that we had premarital sex, the sin of all sins? For that we're taking away the karaoke. Ha! It was breaking the news to my parents that should have scared him. They are very strict, law-abiding, bible-following folks and until recently, I was the black sheep of the family. First, I get a B in Physical Education. Second, I dated my now-husband. Years ago, my mother insisted that I go to confession when she found out I was was with a divorced man with 2 children. And Jeff and I weren't even having intercourse. I thought about it. A lot. But we were still not taking any chances because my parents scared the shit out of me. And now here it is 10 years later. We're still not having any sex because my parents still scare the shit out of me.
My brother finally told them last night. I expected my brother to be drowning in holy water by the time my mother was done with him. But, alas, my parents, who have become lazy or tired in their old age, were completely accepting of the news. Now my husband and I can finally have sex.