Merry F#$@ing Christmas

This Christmas Eve my cousin Maggie birthed a new brainchild. She decided that it would be a fabulous idea if the family played a game together after dinner instead of falling asleep independently in our chairs with our hands holding our stuffed bellies. The game of choice was Taboo. It all went as Maggie had hoped - we sat in a circle (even Grandma) and took turns leading our teammates to belt out the correct word. And then my turn arrived. Folks, in a moment of sheer loss of concentration, I dropped the F-bomb in the middle of my grandma's living room on Christmas Eve with my entire family as witness. It was embarrassing for me, so I can only imagine how embarrassing it was for my mother who shouted out, "She didn't learn that word from me! She didn't learn it from me!" It's a damn good thing Grandma's hearing isn't too great.