Perfectly Imperfect.

Blogs are kind of like profile pictures.  They give a glimpse of reality, but are usually filtered in some way to make sure they show our best side, the best lighting, our best features, the most fun activities, etc.  Both can sometimes give a false sense of who we are and what our lives are like.  Surely there is nothing wrong in the least with wanting to put your best self forward and why the hay wouldn't we want to show off the highlights of our life!  No on likes a Debbie Downer, right?

However, sometimes I think we (especially women) can compare ourselves to others' profile pictures, Facebook posts, blog posts, etc.  This is so self defeating and I don't think anyone intends for their "highlights" to have that effect on others.  So, in the same we highlight the highlights, I think it's important to highlight the low lights and show off our imperfections to the world.

Like right now for instance.  Perhaps one may think I am in a coffee shop, sipping a brew, looking all "I'm so creative and cool" and pumping music in my ears while I write a post.  Well folks,  take a look at this glamour shot:

Other Perfect imperfections of ours:

-My couch still smells like Italian cream because a full mug of coffee was spilled on it this weekend.

-In addition to the coffee stench, I also have a sandwich worth of crumbs in the cushion cracks because sometimes we let Everett eat on the couch, and sometimes he spills, and sometimes we don't clean it up.

-Don't ever EVER look under my bed.  I bet you could fill a large garbage bag full with all the dog hair and dust gathered under there.  I'm lazy and only clean it once a year. Ew.

-I'm usually the annoying one that puts an empty box, carton, bag back in the pantry or fridge.  Why not throw it away? Who knows!

-We finally got Axle dog food.  For two days we were feeding him scraps and PB & J.

-I squished a bug on the wall last night.  It's still there.

-My kid knows most of the Sprout, Nick Jr. and Disney shows/characters because sometimes we just get so exasperated we plead him to plop in front of the tv.

-He doesn't have a set bedtime.  It ranges from 7:30-10:00 sometimes.  It works for him.  It works for us.

There are so many more---I'll be sure to highlight them more often.  Because I think it's important that you see my imperfections and that I don't have it all together and that it's OK!

Don't ever compare yourself to others.

"Comparison is the thief of joy"