The other day, I already posted about having a rough time at the Health department over a TB skin test reading. That story is long gone and over with, in fact the only reason I bring it up at all is because I was MAD. I mean steaming, hot, ready to explode... MAD.
I've cooled down since then and have even forgiven the poor people that work there and have to put up with who knows what all day... yep! I can be nice like that.
Anyhoo, back to why I bring it all up again...
When I was leaving the Health Department that afternoon, I called my hubby. I had to vent. You see, if you know me, then you know that I did not make a scene at the Health Department. I may have asked a few questions and they could probably tell I was not happy, but I left quietly. In fact I went straight to my car, grabbed my cell and called Kev.
I say "Hello. You will never believe what happened to me..." and off I went, venting away. But then I realized something. He had me on speaker phone at work. OH YEAH!
I might need to remind you here, that my hubby is a minister and works at a church, etc...etc...etc...
All of a sudden I hear one of the secretaries say "Kevin, you might want to tell her she is on speaker phone, so she doesn't say anything that might embarrass her later."
Hmm... thank you secretary!
My hubby replies "It is Mich, I don't have to worry about her. She would never say anything questionable."
Awww... I should be happy with that, right? In fact the next day when I was personally at the office, one of the gals complimented me on that, saying that it was awesome that he knew me so well and knew that I would never ever talk bad, even when upset. He could trust me with my mouth.
Yeah, there was a part of me that was thankful I hadn't let my mouth fly wide and let the profanity roll. But, if I am totally honest... I felt like I was in high school again, being called "goody two shoes." Is it possible at almost 40 years of age to still feel all "goodyfied?" (Word check does not like me right now.)
Truth is I did many things in high school that I regret. I went through a rebellious period that was not pleasant for me or my parents. But if I'm honest, profanity was never one of my hang ups. I wasn't the kid who talked one way to my parents and then went to school and used every bad word known to man. I just didn't.
Funny thing is that even when I thought it would be cool and would say a questionable word or phrase, it never came out right. I would end up uncomfortable and embarrassed. I've broken many a commandment, but number three has never been a problem. I even had to describe the theme of my post by using "potty mouth." Do people even still say "potty mouth?"
It is now 2010. I have a daughter who is thirteen and a son that is eleven. I was raised in a time when "shut up" and "stupid" were considered questionable words. (We had all the others too, we just wouldn't say these in front of the parents.) My kids are being raised with cartoons that talk about more than just "silly rabbits" and shows that have teenagers getting pregnant. Am I being too hard on them if I do not want them to say words like "crap," "sucks," "butt," "dang it," and so on...?
If I'm honest, I can't stand the words. I will see the most beautiful lady and then hear her talk and I cringe. nothing bothers me more than hearing a two year old say questionable words...nothing cute about it. Does that mean that I ride people about the words they commonly use or never watch a movie or listen to the radio. No. I know it is there. I know that those few words I mentioned above are used everywhere, by parents and children alike. Some of my favorite movies are unfortunately filled with them. I know I am not the norm. I know my kids probably talk differently when I am not around. I'm not naive...
I just wonder if I'm the only mom out there that feels the stress. I mean, when I was growing up, we had it bad, temptations were all around. I think the difference is that today, kids don't know what to think. They are getting mixed signals. They have no idea what is really right and wrong, because everything looks grey at times. And because there is no respect left in our society, the mouths run more freely these days...among all ages.
So, I guess my question is; "What does it mean to have a potty mouth in the year of 2010?"
I am curious where all of you, my dear friends and mothers of your own darlings stand on this issue. What do you consider a "potty mouth" and worth a good "mouth washing?" Am I being too hard on my kids?