Modesty Isn't My Thing

So I'm sure y'all won't be surprised at all when I tell you that I've got hidden talent. Not one bit, right?! Because you already know that I can sing. And you've already seen proof positive that I can follow a recipe. But did you know that I am also really good at:

* arranging things so that lots of stuff can fit in a small space well- Luggage and crowded bedrooms are my forte, but I'll take on any Too-Much-Shit-In-Too-Small-Of-A-Space challenge. When my grandmama moved into a smaller apartment I arranged her furniture in such a way that they used her apartment as the 'show' apartment for future renters. Look at me!

* making an ass of myself and kind of not care- See Karaoke, above. Call it what you want, but I like to tell myself that this trait can make me a hell of a fun girl to hang out with. This is what I tell myself.

* playing devil's advocate- Sometimes to the point of being maddening, but I typically think the whole way around a situation before settling on an opinion or action. TYPICALLY. (Unless I'm hormonal, and then all bets are off and there's just no talking sense into me!)

* rationalizing just why it's ok for me to eat junk food, or even better, to NOT work out- Pretty self explainatory, really.

* dancing- No, not really, but since I'm so good at looking foolish without a care, I dance like there's no one watching. Ok, that's a lie. I totally dance like someone is watching and they just. can't. get. enough. So there. I said it.

* tooting my own horn- OBVIOUSLY.

I'm hoping that I don't look like this on the dance floor, but I'll leave it up to Niki to verify. (I think she's the only other Smartini girl to have witness my dancing goodness!)