My momma didn't raise no potty-mouth girl.
I was almost thirty years old when I first uttered the infamous "effenheimer."
My late, great, and forever friend Sheila Shanley was in the room at the time.
Nope, I assured her. Not retarded. Raised by Swedes.
Growing up Swedish
When you grow up surrounded by Swedish immigrants, the presence of the "effenheimer" is akin to the close of the age; the second coming of Christ; the hell-fire and damnation promised by the writers of the Apocalypse narrative.
"People who use that word show how stupid they are," my mother said. "And nice girls show how smart they are. All the time."
We can unpack that statement another time.
Trust me when I tell you, my mother's unfailing wisdom about smarts, vocabulary, righteousness and decency screwed up my entire life.
And made me the woman I am today.
Keeping it clean
The effenheimer stands alone as the one socially explosive word that demonstrates poor-breeding. At least, that's what my working class mom and dad taught me.
Last night, after three, four glasses of wine, it slipped out a whole lot.
We were talking about gender issues - about the way men treat women. The conversation was co-educational; the men in the room educated, thoughtful, sincere.
The "f" word would not have emerged if I hadn't introduced it.
Yup. That makes me all the more uncomfortable today.
That's why, first thing - when the sun came up this morning - after the alcohol fog cleared, after the guilt set in, I sent an email to everyone who had to put up with my foul mouth.
A big, fat apology.
Shame means never having to say "I'm sorry."
So, here's the deal. If I were really as committed to working a full, real, decent and ethical vocabulary, I wouldn't have a morning after. Right?
To find the answer to that burning question, I phoned my seventy-something-year-old cousin, Gretchen.
She too, was raised by Swedes.
"Don't sweat it," she said. "We all love you. You get to use the 'f'' word once in a while - like all the rest of us."
All the rest of us? The rest of us?
You mean, other Swedes swear? In polite company?
"Damn right," she said. "We don't want to look retarded."
I'm sure she means, "cognitively impaired."