My mother is a devout Christian and raised us thusly. I fall quite a bit short of the devout mark and that hasn't been too hard to camouflage since my mother has been living totally off-line. Play ominous music - like when bad news is going to be delivered.
She has taken a leap of faith and joined the rest of us in the 21st century and is now online. I'm not quite sure how web-savvy she is, but I'm sure that my blog will not remain a secret. Dont get me wrong - I'm proud of everything that I do that becomes blog-worthy and I'm not ashamed of how I choose to express myself. Yet when I consider that my mother may read it gives me pause. I don't swear like a sailor or regale the masses with the details of my sexual escapades. Okay - the odd blue word slips in & adds some extra colour to my fairly plain life. I don't apologize for it; what you read on my blog is really who I am.
When I'm with my mother I have enough respect to literally bite my tongue, but should I be obligated to do that here? I feel that I should feel like I should, but truth be told I'm just not feelin' it.
Perhaps I could put a * in the title when swears were the most appropriate expression that I could come up with. Then she wouldn't have to read it. Except then she might feel extra special compelled to read what I wrote - like that sadistic curiosity about accidents scenes.
And do I really think that I could self-censor? I could too!! It just wouldn't last long and would probably induce a stroke. Definitely not worth the risk. Take me as I am or leave me alone & I'll get back to my knitting.
Ada - I watched Grey's Anatomy tonight. I not as enamoured of it as you are but I'll give it a real chance - maybe it'll grow on me.
The Last Knit. This is a really funny video - I actually laughed out loud! I felt the depths of her passion, determination, desperation & complusion. There was one bit that gave me a bit of a panic attack, but fortunately I had some knitting in my hands to calm me. Thanks for the heads up Michelle!