Not in a bad way of course:) Mom mom knows me better than anyone else and she (plus a few really close to me) can tell you that I'm a little bit of a doormat. I let people walk all over me. It was bad in high school but got even worse in college. My mom (and Zach, but this post isn't really about my awesome hubster) has been a huge help in teaching me how to put my foot down and have a little 'tude. That woman is happy and helpful but she knows when to stand up for herself. Everyday I try a little harder to let my voice be heard and not fold at the wishes of everyone who crosses my path, thanks to the help from my mom (and Zach).
Reason #7 is in the writing pool! Stay tuned!