Self-Portrait in a List of 20 Things
- I love my children. They are the most beautiful beings I have ever seen.
- I believe in God, but not necessarily in Heaven or Hell. I question religion.
- I do not like birds. Of any kind. I cannot help but question anyone who keeps a bird as a pet.
- I wish I were more mysterious but I talk too much to be mysterious.
- When I was eight years old, I killed a praying mantis, just to see what would happen. I cried, guilt-ridden, for days. I still don't understand what made me do that. I wish I hadn't.
- I have cried like a child in the dentist's chair. More than once.
- I am a raging liberal. And I have a secret crush on George Will. I know, I know. Believe me, I know. But I can't help it. He's so confident. Or maybe it's the bow ties.
- I like the smell of gasoline.
- I would like to meet the writer behind Cookie Monster. Cookie monster makes me laugh out loud. Listen to him some time. It’s not all silliness. He's actually very, very funny.
- I prefer to have water with me at all times.
- My socks never match. My children’s socks only match when I think other people will be able to see them. I worry that they will one day hate me for this.
- I like to sweat. It's good for you.
- I need approval, and I really wish I didn't. You don't think that's bad, do you?
- When I was a little girl, I believed I would be a blind old woman before I died. I still can't help but believe this is true.
- When I'm stressed, I pick at my fingernails and my toenails, sometimes until they bleed.
- I do not like to be told what to do. It bugs me when someone says, even nicely, "Hand me those keys" or "Grab me a coke." Why can't you just ask? Or say please? How about, "Hand me those keys, will you?" or "Would you mind getting me a coke while you're in there?" Use your manners, people. Please.
- You are not to touch my nose. Nobody touches my nose. Ever.
- I have personal space issues. I don’t know that I would call it claustrophobia because I can keep it in check. I don’t panic. But please don’t crowd me.
- I carry a man's wallet.
- I find this list to be more revealing than I intended. Alarmingly so, for me. If I actually post it, tonight I will alternately repress, dance with, and nurse this little knot within my stomach --until I log on again tomorrow and decide that it was really no big deal…
(This entry is in response to this week's Mama Says Om Theme: 20 Things.)
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"I need approval, and I really wish I didn't. You don't think that's bad, do you?"
Thanks for hitting "post."