Monday, February 22, 2010
I had all sorts of things I was going to write about today, and I cannot remember one of them!

I need to carry a notebook around, then perhaps if I go out of the house for more than 5 minutes I might remember my name, and my ideas.

I find it really funny when I say a curse word, and my little mimic repeats it. Perhaps, funny is not the right word, I think I mean ironic and disconcerting. I have been talking the way I do now for many years. I don't talk like a sailor, but I do curse and say "naughty" saying and jokes.

It is very hard to change one's habits. Sure, it's true I do not want Cailyn, (my daughter) following in my inappropriate footsteps, but I become sad when society cannot understand that I faultered and will never hear the end of it. (from her and from everyone else)

I also become very disturbed and very scared when I hear my daughter joking that someone hit her. She has never been hit in her little life, but I know that if she says that to the wrong person, we will all be drug out in the street and shot. I think that it's wonderful that Child services protects children, and investigates every claim, but I am scared because often time they do not look close enough.

So, what to do? I don't know. Honestly, I guess we just go on and hope everything comes out good in the end right?


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