Flattery works (even if it's you typing it)

I'm trying really hard to think of some positives for Monday for Hope and Melissa's challenge (they probably don't call it a "challenge" but I think its a pretty good description of it today.)  So here goes:

I am smart.  And clever.  I put more value in being witty than actually being intelligent, as most clever people are smart, but not all smart people are clever.  I like to think I'm both and I have good reason for those suspicions, as my brother and I are A LOT alike, and he is definitely sarcastic and funny and clever and smart and ironic and fun.  Me too!

I think I'm going to be a great mother one day.  I understand the importance of not losing yourself in the role, but I also realize that once you have a child, you are destined to sacrifice for the sake of your child.  One day I'll be a mom, and that child will dictate and rule the rest of my life.  Like it or not.

I have the gift of discernment.  I can usually tell what people are thinking, not specifically in a psychic sort of way, but I can get a general feeling from them.  I don't read auras and I can't read minds, but give me a few minutes with someone and I can usually tell you more about their personality than some of their closest acquaintances.  I've been wrong before.  But not that often.

I actually do feel better about myself after that little lesson in self-flattery.  Thanks, Hope and Mel! :)