Wednesday morning is here, mid-week. The dogs are outside, wandering around in the darkness. I have not had any coffee, so my brain sits dormant waiting for its caffine rush. My prayer is the coffee hurrys and the dogs keep silent. Let the day began.
The woman next door, you know the one who is sreading her man's ashes to the winds, has a very rough mouth. Now I have been known to say a few bad words myself. But this woman uses God's name in vain at six in the morning and she isn't praying either. I go out early and sit in the swing, drinking my coffee. Yesterday morning by six I could hear her, everything dammed from her dogs to Dallas her granson. She tosses God and his son's name around at a deep throaty yell constatenly. I keep expecting to hear God say, "Yes," at any moment. I hate to hear God's name taken in vain. I have broke a few commanments in my day but not that one. The Emperor and I go round and round about this. There is thousdands of words you can say if you must damm someone or something , leave God out of it.
Around nine The Emperor asked if I wanted to sit in the yard and have coffee. Well yes of course, thats one of my favorite things to do, sitting in the yard. We are having coffee, enjoying the morning. The lady starts up, her voice carrying loud and clear. The Emperor looks that way. He was very uncomplementry about the woman and her language. I looked at him. "Well," I said. "I thought you two were probably soulmates as you sound just alike." He looked at me. "Has anyone told you that you have a smart mouth?" Yes come to think of it they have.
I have went to college. On and off for years. Smart mouth was not my Major. Maybe I was just born with it, I'm not sure. I am prone to think being married for years might be more the cause. However I got this way, I do realize I have one, a smart mouth that is.
I have written a couple of times lately that I am working on this, "Silence is golden theory." Honestly I do think I am doing better but sometimes I swear its like my mouth has devoloped a mind of its on. It opens, words come out, oops I've done it again. Irratated the Emperor. I am really quite good at doing that. The poor Emperor, a rough and tough guy, who is married to the mouth of the South. Who regardless of how many times he says, "Off with her head," does not shut up. Oh well, I am just his cross to bear. Smart mouth and all.
He is from that old school of thought. Women like children are meant to be seen not heard. Hmmm, good luck to him on getting that to happen. Its about time though for me and my smart mouth to get the heck out of Blogland. I might wear a "Silence is golden," sign around my neck today. That way if I don't stay silent, people will at least know I think its a good idea. Right this moment I'm walking, being silent as I walk. And for now I'm outta here.
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