Far From Perfect

I'm not so sure why I'm writing about that Proverbs 31 woman. You know, that Mrs. Perfect who has a spotless home, impeccable taste, boundless energy and talent, poised, and sweet as honey? I am just so far from being like her, that the more I read about her, the more sure I am that if I get to meet her, really meet her in person, I would most likely be reduced to two inches tall (or should I say short? or shorter? I mean, I am already short!).