Something I Love About Myself July 27, 2009

After 29 years of not having this experience, in the past four months I have been pooped on by a bird twice!  Today being the second time.  What I love about myself is that, both times my reaction was to laugh out loud.  I like that in certain circumstances I don’t take myself too seriously, and that it is not just an image that I am trying to project (cause I know I do that–one of the ways I do take myself too seriously). But I do have these impulsive and instinctual moments of laughing at myself when others would cringe or cry or vomit. Like you, right now, are probably much more disgusted with me than I am with myself.