My expanded vocabulary of obscenities and ability to string them all together flawlessly in one sentence.
My tendency to judge people based on appearance, although my judgements tend to end up being spot-on assessments of character.
My low self-esteem.
The nasty case of what appears to be ringworm on the backs of my hands.
My clotting disorder.
My carb addiction (as I sit here eating ice cream straight out of the half gallon container).
My socially awkward tendencies.
I'm sure I'll think of more, but I'm dripping ice cream on the keyboard, and I don't want my husband knowing that I eat at the computer. It's forbidden in my house!
Ok - so my control issues. Don't want them feeling the need to be in charge all the time like I do. Even though that's the way it should be. And it is. :)