the "BEST"

for as long as i can remember i have prided myself on having the "BEST" everything.
i think it's the curse of ryan blood.
recipe for this fish dish.
cookies.
chocolate crunchy candies.
cake that my grandmother makes.
spaghetti sauce.
brownies.
party drink.
running mix.
Tupperware.
kitchen gadget.
baby car seat.
baby stroller.
jogger stroller.
diaper bag.
bottles.
bottle cleaner.
hotter hider.
breast pump.
hair dresser (ok, i really do have a fabulous hair dresser...).
dip mix.
mini hot dog rum thing (which by the way, only works if you warm the rum before setting it on fire).
avocado dip.
homemade root beer.
homemade ice cream recipe.
water bottle.
you name it, i've got it and it's better than yours.
well, that wasn't what i meant it to sound like,
but i'm realizing that it's kind of how it comes off.
who am i to say that MINE is better than yours?
i may love it, and it may really be great,
but dang girl, yours might be fly too!
and you might really be proud of this one thing that you love to do.
and me always have the "BEST" is sounding really annoying.
at least to me.
and probably to you too.
roll the eyes, go ahead.
that's what i would do if i were you.
b/c who really wants to hear someone go on and on about how great THEIR thing is when you've just told them something you really think you do well?
not me.
so if i make or have something you love, i'm glad:-)
but i'm not claiming that mine's the "BEST."
best is good.
your best is good.
but my best always trying to stomp around on your best just isn't good.
even though it wasn't intentional;-)
are you pickin' up what i'm puttin' down?
'cause come on,
it don't mean a thing if it ain't got that swing.
do wat do wat do wat do wat do wat do wat do wat waaaaaahhhhhhhh.
or something...