Which of your genetic gifts are you most grateful for/happy about?

Good things

  • intelligence
  • creativity
  • good memory for retrieving connected facts. Makes me great at trivia
  • excellent text processing
  • can eat anything and not get fat, and my bad cholesterol is the lowest my doctor has ever seen without drugs

Not so good

  • horrible visual processing ability.
  • being tone deaf
  • lets just say that I have genes for beauty, since they got expressed in my daughters, but they didn’t show up in me.

I have beautiful eyes. Cite: http://i681.photobucket.com/albums/vv180/lady_apollonia/eyes.jpg

I also have lovely thick, dark, curly, shiny hair and a nice figure. Unfortunately, my genes have also seen fit to outfit me with awfully short legs, which means not only does every pair of pants I own have to be hemmed, my stride is considerably shorter than most people my height and I wind up at the back of walking groups.

Good:
High metabolism (easy to stay thin)
Strong bones/joints (40 years constantly playing sports, never a break, no chronic athletic injuries)
Good eyes (still don’t need glasses)

Bad:
Dental nightmare (impactions, cysts, crooked, many $1000s of dollars over the years to even have a workable bite and not look like Steve Buscemi)
Hair loss (from 19yo, I’ve had to go with shaved head look).
No singing voice
Allergies (my ancestors somehow managed to evolve without ever encountering a pine tree).

Mine ain’t doin’ me much good at the moment. You pay for shipping and surgery, and its yours. :wink:

Good eyesight and hearing. I’d go so far as to border on ‘excellent’. I’m at the age where it is starting to degenerate slightly, and I’m realizing that when I get twingy about that, I’m really only settling down to what the average person can perceive.

I’ve put on a little weight since I last saw you, Shibb. Even I can consume only so much deep fried Pepsi.

And that great hair I referred to above? I wasn’t talking about the hair on my head. I have donated derriere hair to Locks of Love.

The only thing I have that is rapier thin is, well, I almost donated that bit to Locks of Love, too. Hard to find amid all the hair.

Slender build and general health and strength.

I’m most grateful for the ability to digest milk into adulthood, which is a boon for ova-lacto vegetarians. The other European traits are less welcome, especially the scarcity of melanin and the spotty distribution of what little I have.

I can also roll my tongue into a tube, but I don’t drink milk that way.

I like:

  • being considerably smarter than the average bear
  • having coppery red hair
  • having blue eyes that change on their own from gray to blue-green to green
  • that like JimmyFlair, being strong for my size is handy. I put on muscle easily, which is why at just under 5’4" and 155 pounds, I am a size eight (at least in brands that put size eight at 27-28" which seems to be most of them)
  • that I inherited my maternal great-grandmother’s (grandfather’s mother) hourglass figure rather than the flat-chested, no-hipped figure that features on my mom’s mother’s side.

I hate:

  • having fragile, problematic skin that was still prone to horrible breakouts until I started using proactiv again a couple years ago
  • having inherited horrible teeth (which were made worse my early tetracycline ingestion, so they’re an unlovely off-white)
  • knowing that women on my mother’s side of the family so often die terribly young of cancer. My grandmother and all three of her sisters died between their late 30s and mid 60s. The cancer goes back two generations before that, too, at the very least.
  • knowing that alcohol isn’t kind to my family, and should be avoided

My teeth came in straight. I forgot that, until somebody up above mentioned it. And I kind of like the smart thing.

But the one thing I hope I inherited is the longevity thing. On my Dad’s Mom’s side there were a passle of great aunts who all lived into their late nineties and early hundreds. I could go for that.

Isn’t it frightfully good to have a dong?
That aside… I think I’m pretty happy for what seems to be a very effective immune system. I rarely get sick- maybe one cold a year if that, maybe diarrhea every year or two, and that’s it. No chronic bronchitis, no sinus problems, nothing like that.

I’m also pretty happy for my voice- about half of the people I meet will tell me I should be in radio, or ask me if I am. I could probably do professional voice work if I so chose (and if I knew how!)

I’m pretty happy for my good looks- I have a pretty handsome face in a masculine, non-pretty boy kind of way.

I can’t think of a single thing I like about myself.

… That can’t be good.

Just the good stuff:
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[li]Teeth; not durable, but the front ones came in straight.[/li][li]Perfect eyesight for the first 42 years.[/li][li]General lack of inherited defects.[/li][li]The ability to not feel discomfort when others claim to be freezing. If I know I’m not going to freeze to death, it just doesn’t seem to bother me.[/li][li]Intelligence in some areas.[/li][li]If I avoid alcohol, it’s likely that I’ll live a very long life.[/li][li]Thus far, indestructable kness.[/li][/ul]

Being live tissue, a miracle I can expect to last 85 years.

(+ ass

  • asthma)

I know how you feel. I can come up with a good 4-5 things in the ‘cons’ category but I can’t even begin to populate the ‘pros’.

Yeah, interesting factoid that absolutely no one who makes it to 50 and beyond does so with perfect eyesight. Everyone gets prebyopia eventually. I developed it about 5 minutes after switching to contact lenses for my astigmatism at 40, meaning I have never been completely free of glasses. (I wear contacts 24/7, and several degrees of reading glasses depending one what I’m looking at, from fine print to my computer screen.)

I have a great rack.

(Thanks grandma.)