Filters, aisle 3

Moment of self-reflection: I have a filtering issue. I can hear my parents saying “Praise The Lord, she’s FINALLY figured it out”. But let me make this clear; just because I am acknowledging my filter issue, does NOT mean I am changing it. I may try to restrain it, but stop? Hell no. In fact, I just posted on a friends blog that I would like to lick her. (Read here: http://t.co/y9pVKNcT) I also may have tweeted this morning that rather than deal with a mouse problem, I would “burn our fucking house down”. (God I hope our insurance agent isn’t on twitter)

I tend to vomit information that most people would keep to themselves. It’s definitely gotten worse with age, and with my families genes I could be around for a while,so by 90 god only know what I will be spewing. I don’t start my day with a cup of Joe and a list of comments I am going to put out there. But sometimes, usually at the grocery store, I will tell total strangers things that make them skip an aisle just to get away from me. For example, pointing out the lady products for thong underwear. What? It’s gross and EVERYONE was thinking it!

Here’s my theory, some people have looks, some people have money, some people have both. I have zero filter and humor. It’s like my little gift to everyone. Luckily I have a husband that can tune me out when needed, kids that put up with me and an amazing group of friends that are not easily offended.

You’re Welcome World

 

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