Saturday, February 04, 2006

If I Were a Superhero...

my superpower would be destroying things. Naturally this means I'd be a villain, unless by some miracle I got to be the endearing Screech-like character who always mucks things up, but is so lovable you forgive him/me, because it all worked out in the end.

Scott has dubbed me The Great Destroyer, and never has an alter-ego been more appropriate. Whether it's throwing a red rug into the wash just to find out at the end of the cycle that it isn't machine-washable and having to clean out the machine of all the red fibers and the tangled net of matting which have all molded into a big, grimy, slimy mess or dropping a glass bottle of fine olive oil on the kitchen floor while barefoot or tripping over a cord in a friend's house and snapping it in two, thus rendering them phoneless and internetless, it's always something. And it's something every day. Scott has a bet that I can't go a single day without destroying something, and so far he's winning this bet. I try, I really try, to be careful, to not drop the straightening iron on my toe or wack Scott in the face with my foot or knock over the floor lamp or not drop my mobile on the concrete, but it's of no use. I'm seriously the clumsiest person on Planet Earth. And such a power is really hard to come by.

I lurk around this blog, Daring Young Mom, and she says she has the super-power of always being able to find the closest parking space in a shopping centre. It seems she really does. Well, my super-power would probably end up blowing up her parking space, with her car in it, and probably on the day she decided to take all her most prized jewels into the bank for safe keeping. Sigh.

So, in the spirit of villains and superheros, I give you this:

What Type of Villain are You?

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