Sunday, April 11, 2010

It's a term of endearment, right?

I was born with verbal diarrhea.

My nickname from the moment I spilled my first secret (age: 3 months) has been Motormouth. Furthermore, as I aged and body parts grew and improved (and eventually failed and sagged), I never developed a filter between my inappropriate thoughts and what comes out of my mouth.

Over my life, it's gotten me into more uncomfortable situations than a g-string at a Chubby Chaser's Convention and yet, I've never learned to control it. I'm a very, very slow learner.

And now, because it's too damn late for me to change, I'm embracing my particularly well developed social handicap and that's why I renamed my blog.

1 comment:

Ann @ makethebestofthings said...

I always thought you just wanted to share. A lot. As if you had the duty to impart knowledge, even knowledge we didn't want any knowledge of. Also, opinions. Lots and lots of opinions. Why change now?