Oops

Swearing – Part 2

What, did you think we were done on this topic?

This is how seriously times have changed. I still remember the first time I swore in front of my Mum, it was a Big Thing. I mean, it just slipped out, she was washing dishes in the kitchen sink and I hadn’t meant to say it out loud but obviously she pulled me up straight away with a “Hey!”

In the olden days the first swear word we used was “Shit!” These days I might let outta a “Excrement!” It’s the same thing just better educated. To the younger generation, use more creative words. Get educated.

And can you drop the long annoying acronyms? So happy to not be parenting in this day and age. One of my recent younger carers, let’s call her 25. Guess what her first swearword was? Yeah, rhymes with Punt. Exactly!

The context here is she was arguing with her brother and she felt he had been and he deserved to be told and their mother heard. Oops!

I think we all know my favourite is still a good “go forth and multiply!” I will let you work that one out for yourselves.

Today’s Lunch

Good Mental Health Day

A few weeks ago my Girl Friday and I made a batch of rum balls. A great Aussie classic from the CWA-Lady era. (Country Women’s Association) My food prep carer is much younger, often being mistaken as my daughter. I taught her the only way to measure the rum for the recipe. Follow the recipe, then Oops! My hand slipped and if you recall I’m not really a drinker. I’ve since given away more rum balls than I’ve actually eaten and I’ve got a 500mL bottle now to use, so more rum balls to make.

Here’s a nice recipe to try…

https://www.womensweeklyfood.com.au/recipes/classic-rum-balls-1632

My recommendation is keep them small, about 2 bites each, best with coffee.

Also, an apology, I’ve had 400 emails I’ve just found in an inbox I didn’t know I had. I normally visit the blog of every new follower or at least any new Like I see and hit them with a Like or comment to let you know I’ve seen you. So, apologies, I’m catching up.

Was at my favourite cafe in Clifton Hill yesterday as I was in the hood seeing my GP.I had the bolognaise arancini with a side salad. Latte (My medicine!) with an escargot and more medicine!

I’m busy at a meeting today and have my lovely Girl-Friday doing some admin for me while I’m at it. Hump day is not close enough for me to the weekend. Seriously, are we there yet? Friday is going to be painful.