Some random things I learned about myself last night…

I cry easily, I didn’t used to be a crier but somewhere along the line, over the course of the last few months, I’ve become a crier.

I need my big brother to beat up the bullies for me sometimes.

I have the amazing ability to turn ordinary toaster waffles into hockey pucks…that’s right folks, I even mess up toaster waffles.

I’d rather spend the evening hanging out with my 11-year-old watching Disney movies than just about anything else I can think of.

I can do a Kung Fu single legged stance.

I have good girlfriends.

Contrary to what I’d thought previously, the phone isn’t too heavy to pick up when I want to push the self destruct button.

God has my back, when I was really hurting yesterday, the first thought that popped into my head was to lean on my AA sisters. At first I thought I should get props for that but that’s all JC because left to my own devices, I head straight for one of Dante’s circles of Hell in a manner and at a speed that can break the laws of physics, as well as several state and federal statutes, I’m sure.

I have the entire script of the movie Drop Dead Gorgeous memorized.

I have a tendency to workout at my problems.

I can speak my truth.

I can actually feel my heart hardening…it’s feels a little like heartburn with some nausea mixed in case you were wondering.

I still remember how to add fractions with different denominators…take that 7th grade math.

I’m glad I’m alive.