Thursday, June 23, 2011

Bad word! sh—!

Before I start the diatribe, I Found this in the yard, big and beautiful:


(The picture does not do it justice! When I talked to it it looked like small blue jewels surrounded by white flowers!))

I have said in many blog entries I am from a very conservative family. Mama considered  Shucks, shoot, Gosh,heck, and Good LORD! as near cussing. Now I am not sure if Cursing and cussing are the same. But I knew either was bad, so I never said a bad word around the house. I practiced away from home with my buddies, in case I needed one, I would be ready.


(Jim & Shirl at their table with one of her DEEP dish desserts)

Of course when I joined the military I learned that there was a complete ‘nother’ language among men. marines were taught to NEVER use foul language around women. That meant ALL women. I only messed up once! No one is perfect. The DI would yell at you, “I said stand at F… attention sh—head!”

New Folder (2) 007

(Rifle Range Parris Island, Ralph Smith on the left, the kid in the middle is me!)

After awhile I got used to shipboard language, and that is where it stayed. I was never much to use bad language, and seldom did. But there were occasions, when a machine malfunctioned during an important job, one would come out.

1993-94 041

Me, Kat, Jr. & Shirl at the reunion.

1993-94 042

(The in-laws, Ruth (My oldest brothers wife and a darling), Dick,Jim, Sherry and Mozelle, at the reunion)

It happened at the above reunion. My sister, Kat,  was the wife of a church official, Dick (above). There has never been a better woman, and never a sweeter natured lady. She was sitting at the table with the family. (Mom & Dad had gone to their reward, thank goodness!). Something happened and little Kat said, “Shit”. Everything stopped, not a sound, then Jim (our good old Methodist guy) burst out laughing and we all did. Someone took a picture of Shirl and I about that time that was classic, as we looked at each other. Shirl printed the picture for everyone with the caption, “Our sister said Shit”.

Now with her okay, I have used the word too frequently. Sorta like Paula’s grabbing the “oh sh—!” handle when riding fast across their Texas ranch lands.

We recall that time with a good laugh. I know mama would joke sometimes in her later years, for curse words she resorted to “foot fire buddy by devil”, This straitlaced lady was the one whose family did not have an ‘outhouse’, but a “Pissery”.

1993-94 079

Kat & Dick at their 50th

There are many things to remember Kat by, She was married at 15 or 16. Had her first baby before 17, I think. Was a dedicated wife, mother and Christian. She could sew, teach, cook, sing and was a great public speaker. But that all pales to her “Shit” statement at the dinner table. Yeah, I know it ain’t nice, but it sure was funny!

Thanks for coming this way!

Nite Shipslog


From Hollywood squares:

Q.. Charley, you've just decided to grow strawberries. Are you going to get any during the first year?
A.. Charley Weaver: Of course not, I'm too busy growing strawberries.

Q. In bowling, Rose Marie, what's a perfect score?
A. Rose Marie: Ralph, the pin boy.


The graphic from Rose, remember our troops.


I'm mostly known as 'MA' said...

The flowers are beautiful. I grew up where you wouldn't say swear words at all and even though I heard a couple of good ones we wouldn't dare say them. The principal that if you didn't say something good it wasn't worth saying was ingrained in my head. Now a days I hear more more of those bad words everywhere I go, 'cept in church of course. Seems to me to be a sign of intelligence more or less. We all get angry and slip, yeah me too, but sure wish a lot of other folks would clean up their act. That's my thoughts anyway. Hope its nice there -- we are having yet more rain today. Take care!

Cher' Shots said...

Aw heck (can I say that here?) I TRY to not let naughty words escape my lips (after all I am the GOOD sister) but every once in a while a naughty word will fly! But if I've reached that point it's best to stay out of my hearing range anyways. Great entry!
'love & hugs from afar'

shirl72 said...

I will have to get you that picture to show
the look on our face, it was identical. We
could not believe our Sister had said that word.
Those were the good ole days our times together
was precious. Sure do miss them. Just remember
sometime that word fits the situation.


Paula said...

Thanks for the afternoon laugh. My Mama would think my blog is absolutely bad and she would say I'm "goin' to the wild bunch". My Daddy used to say Oh Sugar for his curse word.

Y said...

I have read that there have been studies to show that actually cussing (or cursing) relieves more stress than sissy substitutes.

Anonymous said...

Ah, the fallout for cursing. I try not to for a while, & it works too, for a while ;o-but then....

betty said...

I bet the looks on your face were one of amazement when you heard what came out of Kat's mouth! But glad it followed with lots of laughter!! My mother used to let the occasional curse word out in Polish when we were growing up, hoping we wouldn't pick it up since she didn't teach us the language. We managed to pick those words up, LOL, so she stopped it. I'm sure she, like the majority of us seem to do, cursed n her head. I find those words coming out sometimes, thankfully not usually around people and the kids are grown and out of the house so no chance of little ears picking things up :)


Anonymous said...

My husband is an Army Veteran. He doesn't use cuss words or even pseudo cuss words. One lady said she bet he did when he was around the guys; I think he found that terribly insulting because he doesn't cuss around the guys either.
When I was a kid, there was so much cussing on the school bus, I was afraid I would end up echoing it without even wanting to simply from hearing it so much! I did not and do not want to sound like those kids!
Oh, btw, the bush is lovely. I'm sure all the words you spoke to it were lovely, too! You will notice I made a design for my avatar (on that OTHER forum) that is supposed to be evocative of a hydrangea. I have a hydrangea that I cannot get to bloom.
B. Knox

Ken Riches said...

Fun memories.

Lucy said...

Memories are so important and some times funny. I like Shirls comment. I love that plant. No wonder you didn't make much of my Umbrella Plant but yours was not planted by a squirrel either, so my plant is special. Ron will be starting therapy next week.

Rose said...

That flower is beautiful!

Love all your photos and stories.

Hugs to my favorite couple!