Positive Affirmations

I've decided that beautiful people intimidate me. Maybe it's something that hangs over my head from high school - some old insecurity that I just never got rid of. It could also be that it just seems that I don't have much in common with beautiful people. I don't do my make-up like they do, I don't like to go shopping, I talk too much and laugh too loud, and there's always that awkward moment lingering in the background waiting to pounce on me when I open my mouth to speak.

Maybe my insecurities are my fault. Many of my "beautiful friends" are fabulous people. They're never rude to me and they would help me out if ever I needed it. They go about their daily lives in much the same fashion that I do, but people treat really beautiful people differently. Look at me! I'm doing it right now. I guess I'm just in awe of all of you beauties out there that just speak well, don't slouch at the dinner table (I do have table manners - my parents made sure of that!), laugh with little giggles instead of guffaws and make sure your kids look like they just walked out of a Baby Gap ad.

It's the Irma Bombeck vs. Martha Stewart battle. There are those of us that just have "it" and those of us that don't. I'm OK with that. I'm OK with being "nice to look at" instead of stunning. I'm OK with the fact that a little snort creeps out when I laugh sometimes. I'm OK with the fact that I don't do my make-up perfectly (or at all!) and that sometimes I say the wrong thing at just the right time! My kids are healthy and clean. My house is clean 60% of the time and I'm really good at balancing a check book! I've got a hard-working husband, faith in God and a family who loves me. Insecurities? What insecurities? I'm one lucky chick!