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I have been telling myself for at least 4 years now, every New Year's Eve, that I would cut back on my cursing. I have found that the older I get the more I curse. I mean, I curse for no reason now - I curse for every emotion. . . . Happy - "Hell yeah!", Sad, "Fuck no!", Angry, "Fuck you", Frustrated, "Son of a bitch!"

When I was in my 20's I used to say things like, "Good gravy!" and "Mother of pearl!" - so what happened? I'm not quite sure. My husband rarely cursed when we re-met, but now my potty mouth has rubbed off on him too. I feel like such a bad influence.

On top of everything, I have begun swearing in public, which I never used to do. I see people looking and I know their thinking, "So unlady-like!". More than a few times I've let an expletive slip only to look around and see a child - then I feel so ashamed. . .

Tomorrow, Still Pointy. . .