Dr. Seuss

You know that moment when you look at yourself realllllll close in the mirror and you are struck with the realization it's been at least a week since you've seen yourself in such detail?
 I do.
I know that moment.
Tweezers are found soon after. Or maybe a couple days after.
But who has time to tweeze their brows or pluck stray hairs every day? And who cares? And why?
My poor husband.
Anyway... I really do not know where I was planning on going with this.
Moving on.

I think I am a pretty average woman.  (Emphasis on the pretty. LOL)
No, but Sirius.
I love Harry Potter.
I think most people are like me.
But I am wrong. I am wrong in thinking this thing.

I am kind of a weirdo.
I'm pretty funny. I excel in the area of humor.
I have butt loads of common sense.
I am friendly and nice. But not two faced.
I eat at least three meals a day. This comes from my hobbit heritage.
I am awesome.
I love myself. This is kind of an important thing.
If you don't love yourself you're gonna have a hard time loving another person.

I think people don't love themselves anymore.
People always compare themselves to others. Especially through social media.

I guess what I'm trying to say is...
Be you.
You are unique. And even if you're annoying as hell, that's your thing.
Staying true to you is important.

Well, it's 2:33 am.
Tyler is on night shift till December.
I am always funnier after midnight.
Not really. But. Uh. Goodnight.