>Last night, for Young Women, we worked on getting names ready to take to the temple before we go on the Pioneer Trek this summer. Being of good pioneer stock, it’s pretty hard for me to find ancestors whose temple work hasn’t been done, so I was really excited when I found a handful of people in my family tree whose names I could take to the temple. I was feeling pretty good about myself. As I was leaving the church, one of the girls told me to drive safely, and I said I’d try. While leaving the parking lot, I drove straight into a median and a shouted a rather loud expletive–kind of a second-tier swear word. Like…”Holy crap!” Only not “crap.” And the worst part? After doing family history for 1 1/2 hours and being at the church, not only did I not feel guilty (like at all), but I felt good.
That’s all. I’ve got a potty mouth and I like it, apparently.
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>How many words are in your first tier???
>I would say first tier swear words would be REALLY bad–like the f-word or taking the Lord's name in vain. Third tier would be Biblical swear words. There aren't too many second-tier swear words. But in all fairness, whatever they are, I hardly say them… đ
>What can I say? Shh: it happens! Funny that it happened after a good deal of family history, though. đ