Today while Mr. Lipstick was far away studying some yawn-inducing negotiable instruments, I carried in a sealed FIFTY POUND bag of cat litter. By myself. Then I poured a little bit in the cat's box and carried it back out to the garage. I felt like roaring because I weigh 108 pounds. (Don't hate...I'm freakishly short. In fact, I'm so short that I'm barely even here). Granted I was stooped over like granny in the garden and I was gruntin' like a pig, but nobody said you had to be graceful if you were going to roar.
Alright y'all...share some stories and start bragging.
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I changed a tire on the side of a busy highway, in the dark, in nice clothes. It took a couple of hours but I managed to get it done!
ROAR!
It took me an hour to change a tire once-- but it was pitch black out, I was drunk and it was in my pick-up which means you have to get the spare from underneath the vehicle.
But the cat litter...you did good ;).
I ripped up all the dead plants and bushes in our yard after the frost and felt very accomplished and strong. Some of those beetches were rooted way down!
I held a handstand the other day in the middle of a room by myself (no wall or person to catch me) for about a minute and didn't fall.
Since you don't know me, I'm terribly unbalanced so this is a huge feat!
I bow down! My only She-Ra moment was carrying a flat of Diet Coke through Costco because I was too lazy to walk all the way to the front to get a cart! I managed, but I'm sure I looked insane!
I am also freakishly short. But I, sadly, weigh much more than 108 pounds. You must be tiny.
I don't have a "Hear Me Roar" moment to share. I can barely open a jar of peanut butter without asking my husband to loosen the lid for me.
I picked up the couch to catch a bug when I was 9 months with child (you) ROAR
Mommy Lipstick
good for you!!! I saved 66-percent at Publix yesterday!! Hubby actually commented how great I have been doing with all the couponing and savings lately!
About ten years ago when my boys weren't yet teenagers I drove with them from Michigan to Colorado ,without my husband to visit my friend. I was so proud of myself. It was a "I'm a big girl" hear me roar moment for me when I drove back into the driveway.
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