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Monday, July 25, 2011

Far From Perfect

I am certain that I’m not the only one out there that frequently argues with my husband.  I am also certain that I am not the only one who has heard this line in the middle of one of these arguments: “you think you’re so perfect!”  I find this comment humorous and often laugh when its said.  “Yes, I think I’m perfect, there is absolutely not one thing I would change about myself, you’ve nailed it on the head!”

In fact, I am very aware that I am FAR from perfect!  And I have no problem whatsoever admitting this fact.  I’m also very open about my imperfections.  For instance:

  • I can’t do a cartwheel.  Never could.  Of course in my thirties no one cares about this fact but as a child it was quite embarrassing.
  • I still hold my nose when I jump into a pool.  Unlike doing a cartwheel I do still have to jump in pools from time to time, and therefore continue to be embarrassed about this fact.  And I am sure it will only get worse once my children are the ones leading the chorus of laughter.
  • I can’t drive.  Well, technically I can drive, I just happen to stink at it.  I literally am unable to do the speed limit.  I just don’t have it in me.  And the stop sign roll through is something I have perfected.  Which of course, is not perfect.
  • I’m a HUGE Jimmy Buffett fan. Now of course, this fact is far from an imperfection for most people, but when I took my husband to his first Buffett show and he saw my “Fins to the Left, Fins to the Right” dance, we were very close to a break-up.  So I’ve decided to share that one only with fellow Parrot Heads.
  • I can’t say “Arnold Palmer.”  Every time I try I sound like my three year old.  Which actually really sucks because I happen to like Arnold Palmer’s but never order them because of the embarrassment I would face.
  • I like to be comfortable at all times.  For me comfort comes in the form of clothes that are one or two maybe even three sizes too big.  I feel great, but often look like Kirstie Alley before the diets.
  • I get bored VERY easy.  I must have something to do pretty much all of the time.  This is another imperfection that drives my husband BANANA’s!! 
  • I leave entirely too much time in between visits to the hair dresser.  Usually by the time I make an appointment my roots have hit my ears and I am looking, well, a hot mess.
So there you have it.  I am in fact, not perfect.  I am of course, always right, but that’s for another day!


5 comments:

  1. Love it! I usually go more than 6 months between haircuts!!

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  2. I am right there with you...but isn't being imperfect so much more exciting? :-)

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  3. Read a bit of your blog...you kept me laughing so I'm following now!

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  4. Funny! I wish I could hear you say "Arnold Palmer"!
    Admitting our imperfections is a breather.

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  5. LOL! agreed...following via blog hop, follow back please...you are a riot!!Also, just joined twitter! follow me back please: http://modernmommyreviews.blogspot.com/

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