I have a potty mouth. I will be the first to admit it. I wasn't always like this. Oh sure, I said Hell and Damn, maybe call someone a Bitch, but nothing really saucy or dirty. Other than your basic curse words, my parents never swore much. You would think the worst language would come from my dad. WRONG! My mother, all 5 feet of her could curse like a trucker if the occasion called for it.
Of course as I got older my friends cursed more, and got more creative with their language but I really didn't join in, just stayed on the fringe of their foul mouths.
When I was 19 I started waitressing and bar-tending and was seriously dipped into the foul mouth atmosphere. Alcohol brings out the worst in people and that is usually their language. It seemed like when I was working in that kind of environment it was assumed and accepted.
The funny thing about me is I can customize my swearing depending on who I am around. I have some very dear friends who would let no such words pass their lips. In this company I am an angel. I refrain from taking the Lord's name in vain. Yet in some company I am given to dropping the F bomb every other word. I need to stop.
My kids, especially my oldest has been calling me out lately. I don't swear all day long in front of them but I do let it fly sometimes. I know I shouldn't but they just push me over the edge. My three year old will say "Mom, don't say that word" or occasionally he will try the word out himself. The dog doesn't help either. My neighbors probably think I am crazy yelling "Damn it" and "F*&K" when I am outdoors and something doesn't work right.
Maybe tomorrow I will stop swearing.........Maybe.