Something you may or may not know about me…. I can cuss up a storm. Sad but true.
I’m trying to give it up, and you’ll be happy to know very seldom does Tbug hear me swear, or even a lot of people to be exact. In fact, when someone I’m around a lot hears me, the look on their face is rather amusing.
Maybe I’m more of an in the closet swearer… you know, like in the closet eaters… Well anyway… My goal is to quit cussing all together, although I’m not doing so hot at that, I’m giving it great effort, you know until something goes wrong….
Anyway, all that being said to tell you this little ditty.
My friend Earl really wants a Kitchen Aid mixer. Had I thought of it, I should have told her husband before Christmas, but I didn’t know he needed ideas. Oh well, that’s how luck has it sometimes :).
So on New Years I got the brilliant idea that we should put up a “Swear Jar” at Earl’s house. A lot of people cuss there, and yes if I say something most people look at me like I’ve lost my mind because again, I don’t generally swear around people.
Earl thought that was a fabulous idea. Then Pokey, rather lovely said that he might as well just buy her the bleepity bleep mixer because he’d be bleepity bleeping putting bleepity bleeping money in the bleepity bleep jar all the bleepity bleeping time, or something kind of like that.
Of course we all got a big laugh out of it.
So the next day (New Years Day) Doti placed this message on our facebook pages:
Pretty smart thinking huh? I like it!
Well then sadly… one of my 101 goals is to go an entire week without cussing. Yeah later that week I had a really rough morning getting up and out of the house headed to work and this message showed up on Earl’s facebook page…
I’m pretty sure I had enough cuss words going on in a short period of time to put a nice down payment on her Kitchen Aid and a girls trip for all of us. Luckily for hubby, he didn’t answer the phone when I called because halfway through my rant I kind of calmed down, called him, something went wrong again and off I went cussing up a storm.
Wow, my cheeks are red just typing this because I don’t want people to think badly of me. Remember I generally don’t cuss around kids or adults. Hubby of course hears me and my parents have, sad but true. My grandma has even caught a word here and there coming out of my mouth, but nothing too foul.
So a few days later… this is what happened….
You guessed it… another bad, rough start to my morning. I actually calmed down a bit faster this time… but the joke around this neck of the woods is.. Swear Jar. We’ll even say that sometimes in place of swear words. See making progress right?
I’m pleased to announce I haven’t had a rough start to my morning since then… well knock on wood. This morning is still young…
Until next time….
hahaha. And yes, I’m working on not swearing… btw, what is your take on Crap? Swear word, or not?