2/14/2009

Self-Love Day 2009

Heh. Not that kind of Self-Love Statia, you pervert. Not all of us spend our days in a masturbatory haze.

I think VDay is a crock, and so does The Dude. We "celebrated" a couple of weeks ago by purchasing a load of Lush products, fueling our newest shared vice. So rather than waxing not-so-poetically on my ginger, dodgy-hipped partner, I'm going to talk about myself briefly.

I saw this on Sizzle's blog, and thought I might as well since I'm so high on life at the moment (however synthetically). It's shamelessly self-serving, even for me, since the gist is to say what you like about yourself, thus encouraging any of your ten readers to say what they like about you. I hope to not be completely humiliated by a single digit amount of people searching their brains desperately for one nice thing to say, but conversely I understand if you don't want to indulge me. I'm such a giver. Yeah, say that.



I'm not overflowing with self-confidence, as you have probably noticed from my numerous navel-gazing, miserabilist posts over the past few years. However, despite my protestations I am actually rather fond about some of what makes Pru, Pru.

I believe myself to be intelligent. Not Alexa-intelligent, but more smarterer (JOKE)than a lot of the general population. I think I'm well-rounded and diverse in my interests. I tend to get along with a lot of different types of people because of that. I genuinely believe I'm a very good mother, and I'm confident that I will raise my daughter to be a strong, able woman. I may be a procrastinator and not get that birthday card out to you on time if at all, but I am generous to a fault. If I am given £1000 by a mysterious benefactor, I will buy myself a magazine and spend the rest on others without thinking. Much as I hate my body, I think I have pretty eyes. This means that no matter how dreadful the rest of me looks, I actually think to myself sometimes, "Uh, I've got my eyes at least." When all else fails, I do love a fair bit about myself.

So that's that. If you want to do it, here's what you need to do (lifted word for word from Sizzle with the exception of my addition of number 5. Sorry Sizzle):

1.) You’re gonna grab yourself a banner. If you don’t like the one I’ve used in this post, you can find another one here.

2.) You’re gonna post that banner and then tell us all something that you really like love about yourself (thus, the “self-love” portion of our program).

3.) Ask or beg your readers to post one thing that they too love about you!!! If your blog friends are nice, you shouldn’t have to beg…much.

4.) Enjoy yourself and spread the love by doing this on your blog! If you want to, drop me a line or a trackback so that I know you participated too!

5.) If you don't want to do this on your blog, but want to share why you love yourself, please feel free to do so in my comments section.

Let the orgiastic wonder and self-love commence!

8 comments:

Molly said...

Honey, even if you lose the eyes, you'll still have those miraculous, heaving knockers.

Love you.

Beautiful Mess said...

Oh, you have a nice rack? *perk* Since I've never seen a picture, I'll just use my imagination, you don't mind, do you? What I love about you is your taste in music. It's all encompassing of all types. I also love your love of running. It's inspiring. Have a wonderful day!

Sizzle said...

I lifted that wording from Hilly, the creator of the day. ;-)

I love how you love music and share it with us!

Brigindo said...

As you know I am indebted to you for several of your musical recommendations but what I really love about you is your honesty and your wit. I have many bloggers that I love to follow and would enjoy meeting but few that I can imagine wanting to hang out with on a regular basis. You, my dear, would have a hard time getting me out of your house.

nutsinmay said...

What do I love about you, let me count the things...

I love you for being one of the first people to comment on my blog, back in October 2006. I love you for being so amazingly bloody funny, which made the fact you were talking to me (to me! Dorky me!) so very cool. I love you for providing Hershey's candy. I love your hair (I'm sure I've said that before). I love your courage in your posts.

Oh, was I supposed to post just one thing? Feck. Just how stalker do I sound now?

Betty M said...

Your photos definitely prove you have fab hair but also that snarky give as good as you get sense of humour keeps me coming back. Mr B comes for the music.

Major Bedhead said...

I love your sense of humour and your honesty. You're one of my favourite reads.

Thalia said...

I love the snark, oh how I love the snark. You fit so well with a british sense of humour, it's hard to remember you are not british (and don't want to live here any more!).

And sorry for the delay in commenting, I fuond out your posts weren't coming through on bloglines a few weeks ago and promptly forgot about it again. Today they all came through in a bunch. yaay!