Ok, here's my more serious post:
I love being a mom, even though at times it can be the hardest thing to be at times.
I'm a good friend, loyal to those that mean the most to me. I'm also very, hmmm, I guess protective, say what you want of me, no biggie, but you go after a loved one or friend and it's on.
I can laugh at myself, I'm far from perfect, and have way too many blonde moments (no insult intended to any blondes here).
I can appreciate the quiet moments, where no words are needed.
But, I think the best "feature", is my sense of humor. How else would I have survived here?