Me in Five Words and Why

I’ve been challenged to describe myself in five words and then tell why I picked those words out of all the many that exist in the universe. Well, seeing as being I’m not really good at talking about myself except in stories, this proved to be a difficult task. But I persevered and here’s what I came up with…

Silly. I can be extremely silly. Because I like to have fun. And I enjoy making people laugh at my silliness. And I especially enjoy dropping down to Elijah’s level and playing at being silly. After that, it just seems to seep into other parts of my life.

Unfiltered. I have no filter. If I think something, I’m gonna say it. Not to offend or hurt anybody. Just because I kept my mouth shut for too long about too many things. And now I don’t have to. So I won’t.

Emotional. I cry at the drop of a hat…figuratively, I mean. I laugh just as much. I love big. Really big. I show everything openly and hope I can teach Elijah to do the same, just as I taught my girls. Because hiding your emotions is not only bad for your health, it’s painful. And unnecessary.

Talkative. This is something I guess I really don’t need to expand upon. Anyone who has met me, even for like three seconds, knows that I never quit talking. I talk to anyone. And any thing. My neighbors think it’s hilarious that I talk to the cats when I sit on my patio. Or a bug when it’s bothering me. If I’m on the phone with my daughter and she’s checking out at the store, I tell her to say hi to the cashier for me. I just enjoy talking.

Attitude. It’s a noun, not an adjective but if you know me, you know it fits. I have an attitude and I’m glad I do. It keeps people from taking advantage. It protects me from those who would try.

And now you know, if you didn’t already, who I am. In five words. And why.

Now that I have completed my challenge, I am to extend it to someone else. So I’m taking it to Tammie Sue Brown over at thegrayingchronicles.wordpress.com (By the way, if you’ve never read her stuff, you really should). Go, little sister. It’s your turn. And don’t forget to pass it on.