Biding My Time

Last week I took my Wren to see my sister in BC.  On Air Canada as they are the only airline that flies to the town near where my sister lives.  I am working on my letter to Air Canada regarding their ground staff in my head.  It is still too full of expletives and sarcasm to even hit paper. 

Bullsh*t

Tonight we had Thanksgiving dinner at my in-laws.  It was not a big group of people and mine are the only children.  My father-in-law`s brother was there tonight, he comes in once in a while.  Normally we get along fine but tonight...

He was trying to get my Chickenbutt to say bullshit.  I told him to stop numerous times and eventually he got the hint.  What annoyed me more was that no one else stepped in.  Not my husband, not my mother-in-law, no one.  Clearly it was pissing me off and it was not appropriate.  He pouted all night either becasue I gave him shit or because Chickenbutt never did say it.

Now, I swear.  A lot.  My husband often calls me a sailor.  Chickenbutt already says, ``Dammit!``  which is entirely my fault.  She treatens to poke people right in the eye.  Also my fault.  The fact of the matter is those are things she picked up from ME not some great-uncle who drops in once every few months.  And I correct her when I catch her saying those things.  Because it is not cool (but I will admit it is kind of funny!).

F BOMB!