I frequently hard boil a dozen eggs for Mama. I used to draw little pictures on them, but one time I got tired after 11 drawings and wrote: “Oh shit, another damn egg!” Though my sentiment was about a 12th drawing, I thought it just as easily applied to Mama being served another damn egg.
Mama laughed her ass off and thought it was great. So, the next time around, I wrote swear words on all of the eggs. And thus, Sweary Eggs became a tradition. They make her giggle whenever she opens the carton. When I serve her an egg already peeled, I always tell her, “This little (insert Sweary Egg name here) has been salted and peppered.” For example, this morning I presented breakfast and told her that this little Wanker was salted and peppered. We’ve picked up some great options from the British TV we enjoy. Mama’s favorite is Pissant. What’s your favorite swear word? Share in the comments below and perhaps I’ll feature your word in the next installment of Sweary Eggs.
Day 338 of 365. And Day 704 in a row!
1 year ago today: Mama finished the book!
What was your #OneGoodThing today? Please share in the comments!