It's morning already?

This morning when my alarm went off, I reverted back to my college days, except worse!  I was cussing and grumbling, that stupid *7^@! alarm clock went off, I'm too d&*^! tired to get up, grumble, grumble, cuss, cuss.  I was so tired and didn't want to get up and go to work.  It seemed like I had just fallen asleep.  In college, I think SH*+ was the first word out of my mouth every morning!  I was really glad my kids weren't around to hear me!  Although... I know they've heard far worse.

In fact, yesterday, I heard my twins cuss in front of me for the first time ever.  (They are 16.)  My daughter was frustrated because I was rushing her to get to practice, and she said sh*+.  Then she just about cried realizing she'd said it in front of me!  She apologized profusely.  Later, my son told her to quit slamming the d*mn door.  He didn't apologize!

I guess those words are pretty tame compared to what I hear from some teenagers.  At least my daughter was mortified that she said it in front of me.  Of course, when I was their age, I'm sure I said those two words and many more, just not in front of my parents, especially my dad.  Oh, I hate to think what would have happened if I said that in front of my dad.  In fact, I remember saying "We're gonna beat their butts" in front of my dad when I was in fifth grade.  I was talking about our football team beating our opponent.  He came unglued over the word "butt" from a fifth graders.  Needless to say, even into adulthood, I was careful with my language in front of him.

This was a fun trip down memory lane.

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