MERRY FUCKIN' CHRISTMAS

Last night my mom said "fuck."

At the dinner table.

On Christmas Eve.

I feel this should be promptly recorded and notarized and filed somewhere official, but the courthouse is closed today, so my blog will have to do.

She was quoting someone else of course (some livid soul trapped in a long grocery store line) and her voice caught on the expletive as she tried to hurry over it. But she said it quite distinctly. Both syllables. No euphemisms.

Then she laughed.