Friday, April 18, 2014

A Woman in her Thirties Fails Miserably

I have a dirty secret:  I have a potty mouth.  A major one.  It is off-putting, annoying, and downright inappropriate at times.  I never let it bother me in my twenties, but now that I have kids and have to watch what I say because my daughter is in the repeat-repeat-repeat phase of life, it seems like I need to do something about it.

So... I gave up swearing for Lent.

If you know me outside of blogging, or have spoken to me in the last forty days, this probably comes as a shock to you.

'Uh... you get up swearing?  Because I'm pretty sure you dropped four f-bombs in our conversation just last week...'

Yeah.... about that...

Here it is, Good Friday, and I have yet again failed in the Lent department.   I have a million excuses.  I'm tired!  I'm busy!  I'm %^78in' trying!!

As I reflected on this today, on Good Friday, it hit me pretty clearly.  I wasn't really trying.  When a woman in her thirties tries, she succeeds.  And when she doesn't... she doesn't.  It really is that simple, isn't it?

So... sigh.  Another failed attempt at bettering myself this Lent.  There's always next year, right?  Always next year...


  1. That last picture is freaking awesome. I want to hear one of your children drop the eff bomb.

  2. BTW, I do not have a potty mouth in general (and never ever in front of my kids) and in the car the other day Mason and I were rhyming and somehow one of us chose the word "duck" to rhyme with and out of Mason's mouth comes you-know-what like it may as well have been the word "pizza". We had a brief conversation about how that's not a nice word and kids aren't allowed to say and please (for the love of...) do NOT repeat it at school...

  3. Sometimes a woman in her thirties just needs to embrace her shortcomings! Better luck next year;) (At least you tried...I gave nothing up this year. Wait...except food!)

  4. The last two photos of A&A are PERFECT for this post! And the first one is just perfect in general.

    As somebody who does not have kids, I frequently worry that I am going to accidentally teach one of my friends' kids something awful with which to torment their parents. #AuntiePottyMouthRazzi

  5. HAHAHA. This is hysterical. And I don't care whether you do or don't have a potty mouth. You are a great mom. And that picture of A is how I feel at the end of every f***ing day.