January 15th, 2014

Most of us are good at tearing ourselves down, write about the favorite thing about yourself.
Like the prompt says, this is not easy. I would say my favorite thing about myself is that I am 'cute'. Physically, emotionally, mentally, personality wise. I think that the best way to describe myself is cute. I'm not sexy, I don't feel like I am, and when I have tried to be, I feel like a fail, epic-ally! I don't think that people see me as smart, I'm not dumb, but I do too many dumb things to be smart... I am not particularly talented at any one thing, but I can do enough things reasonably well, to at least enjoy them. Crochet and needlepoint are two examples. I am not a master craftslady, but I can make a cute bug sampler!
There is that word again, cute. Let's define it, shall we?
Adjective
# Possessing physical features, behaviors, personality traits or other properties that are mainly attributed to infants and small or cuddly animals; e.g. fair, dainty, round, and soft physical features, disproportionately large eyes and head, playfulness, fragility, helplessness, curiosity or shyness, innocence, affectionate behavior.
# Generally, attractive or pleasing, especially in a youthful, dainty, quaint or fun-spirited way.
# affected Affected or contrived to charm; mince#Verb mincingly clever; precious; cutesy.
# Mentally keen or discerning; clever; shrewd; see term acute - .


 See, that is me. Wait, I am not an infant, I am not small, I am cuddly, but not an animal. Disproportionately large eyes and head???  OK, I don't know, but I still think that I am cute, and that is the best thing about me. 

 Thanks for reading!
Misty 
)O(
Blessed Be

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