I have a confession to make. For whatever reason, this is rather difficult to admit. Maybe because I have been hiding it for so long…keeping it quiet all these years. But like most things, I’m pretty sure I’m not the only one. So here it is…I cuss like a sailor (no offense to actual sailors). Ok, not me. Like not the me that most people know. No, it’s my inside voice that talks that way. Not like the “you’re in the library so use your ‘inside voice’” voice…it’s the voice that is just in my head. And boy, does she have a potty mouth! I won’t go into specifics of expletives. For some people, you may think, “My goodness, I can’t even say those words in my head!” For others, you may say, “Is that all you’ve got?” But no matter where you draw your line, my inside voice has a vocabulary that includes the words that are on the other side of the line I have drawn for myself. Where my outside voice would never say these t...