I swear too much.
It’s not for lack of good examples. My parents are clean-talking, clean-living folks. I never heard my grandpa swear a day in his life. It’s tough to know when I started letting that lazy language creep into my daily dialogue but it’s time to turn that trend around.
I’m not the most religious person on the planet but I’m more than happy to join my fellow BT hosts in making a commitment for Lent. For the next forty days, I’ll keep four-letter words outta my mouth. (I mean, I’m able to do it through 3.5 hour broadcasts of Breakfast Television – why not all the time?)
It won’t be easy. My bark is worse than my bite when the boys get together to play hockey. I can tend to be quite “expressive” as frustration mounts in traffic. I love to tell a good story…and sometimes, that involves colourful words to add some punch to my delivery. I know I’m not alone there.
I’ll have to find ways to compensate for my loss of the “crutch” words. I’m sure, despite my best efforts, the odd expletive will sneak out. For every time that happens, I’ll donate $1 to Edmonton’s Youth Empowerment & Support Services, currently facing a six-figure budget shortfall (though I’m hoping I don’t get them into the black with this commitment).
What are you giving up for Lent? Leave a comment here and let us know. We’re all in this together!