sometimes i just want to say bad words...

i know i've previously admitted here that i have a bit of a potty mouth. as a Jesus-loving mama, i am fully aware that profane language is off limits. i know it's a bad example, i know out of the mouth is the overflow of the heart (i'm trying not to think too deeply about that one). but i find some kind of comfort in cursing. i never do it around my kids (obviously) or really people other than theMr; and he's no help because for some reason he thinks it's cute! i try to string together non-profane words when i'm angry but it just doesn't cut it. there's something about letting the "F" bomb fly when you're really angry that soothes a little more than calling someone a stink breath, mother loving, junk monkey. know what i mean? but i really have to stop. i do. cause my mom says so.