Let’s be honest, I curse. A lot. “Fuck” is one of my go-to words—it fits every emotion. It’s joyful, it’s frustrated, it’s just plain fun. I’m unapologetic about my language, and I’m not concerned about what others think.
Mornings usually start off pretty tame. “Oh, shoot! We need to hurry or we’ll be late!” I might follow up with, “Don’t forget that darn water bottle!” I try to keep the cursing to a minimum at the start of the day for the kids’ sake. But once they’ve hopped out of the car, the real me comes out, and yes, she has a bit of a foul mouth.
I pride myself on being a safe driver, but not everyone on the road shares my skills. It’s my duty to let them know how I feel. Instead of using hand gestures, I yell about these drivers to myself. It’s baffling how some people choose to drive in terrible weather. And don’t even get me started on those who slow down for no reason. Seriously, it makes me want to shout!
Though “fuck” is a favorite, I have plenty of other words I enjoy. “Shit” is so versatile. For instance, “I don’t get this shit,” or “Clean up your shit.” I especially love saying “Holy shit!”—it conveys surprise or frustration beautifully. My Catholic upbringing gives me a way to keep it PG with phrases like “Jesus, Mary, and St. Joseph!”—which never fails to make my mom proud.
Do you ever feel the urge to call someone an idiot? I do! “Asshole” is a frequent term in my vocabulary. My husband has heard it so often that he probably thinks it’s his middle name.
Speaking of my husband, he can match my cursing prowess. If I kept track of how many times he yells at his computer, he’d definitely take the crown. But with tech issues, I lean towards “son-of-a-bitch.” “This son-of-a-bitch WiFi never works!” just rolls off the tongue.
There’s one word, however, that I avoid entirely—it starts with “c” and is just too much for me. No matter how upset I might be, I won’t use it. In a household where swearing is common, we still have our limits.
You might think I need a swear jar to keep my language in check around my kids. But honestly, I don’t carry cash for that! My kids understand that this is just how I talk, and they know that some language is reserved for grown-ups. They’ll have to wait until they’re mature enough to handle such vocabulary. After all, I don’t want them to embarrass me with their cursing.
There are days when I don’t swear much at all. I might say my husband’s acting like a fool without actually calling him one. I can say nice things too: “I love your haircut!” or “Your daughter is adorable.” I’m a kind person; I just enjoy throwing in some colorful language now and then. Is that so wrong?
I’m not the quiet, sweet type. If you’re looking for that, keep moving. But if you’re down to swap some expletives, grab a seat! It’s great to meet someone who can appreciate a good curse word.
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In summary, I’m not shy about my language, especially in front of my kids. They understand that swearing is part of my personality, and while I let loose at home, I still maintain some boundaries. My family has a unique dynamic, and I embrace it fully.