out of the closet...

I finally did it...

I came out of the closet...

I told my mother....

No, no... I'm straight, thank you- but, still, this might seem weird, what I'm about to say... or write...

I told my mother that I was going on a rendevouz with my husband.

Yes... that's what I came out with.
I know it sounds stupid, but... I still feel that I can't tell my mother everything- no matter how close we are.

I told her that I was going to my sister-in-law's house for a bbq, and that I was going to sleep over. She doesn't know my sis-in-laws number, so I was safe.

But reeeaally... I was going on a secret rendevouz with my... hubby!
We decided that, since my mom was watching the kids for the week, and we'd be getting them back on Thursday, we might as well grab the last day we have left, meet halfway (me coming from the city, going to college, and he, coming from his job upstate) and have an overnight date!

BUT... I couldn't tell her that! I just couldn't! She would KNOW! She'd know what we were up to!! NO No!! I couldn't THINK of her seeing me.... THAT way!!!

I don't know, I guess I still have that phobia from when I was single, that I can't tell her what I'm REALLy up to!
And that's just crazy, cuz I'm a married woman, with 2 adorable kids, and an adorable husband.... so why should I be afraid?!??!?!

Well, I'll tell you... I was really afraid that she would start going at me, "Why do you have to meet? Why are you wasting all that money? You're gonna see each other in one day! What's the big deal?", and "Where you gonna go? What are you gonna do? Go to a motel, not a hotel, it's much cheaper..." and on and on.. I was afraid. (i was also afraid she'd find out the other reason i was going- which is none of anyone's business)

BUT... I decided to tell it to her. I decided to say, "well, change of plans. I decided not to go to (sis-in-law) and to go on a date with (hubby), being that it's the last time we'll be alone in a while, cuz we're taking back the kids!"
and she said, "Oh wow! that's so nice? You're gonna stay over at your house (which was the halfway point)?" and I said "no, probably a hotel" and she said "oh!"

And that was it.
So, why do I still feel like I can't tell my parents everything that I REALLY do?

PS- ANY SIBLINGS READING THIS- DON'T TELL!!!!!!!!!!! REALLY!!!!
LOL