Momma who bore me....

My mom is perhaps one of the most interesting people I know and yet I don't know everything about her. One thing I DO know is that she is the biggest flirt I have ever met.
I think it comes naturally to her, but I have yet to understand if she is conscious of the behavior (i.e. it is chosen) or if she doesn't have a clue as to what she is doing. She's a smart lady, my money's on the first.
I have recently been thinking about how much of her natural flirtyness (is that a word?!) I have inherited. I would, while wrapped in my cloak of insecurity, say that I have inherited none; I am too straight forward to be flirty. I think flirting requires some insinuation that there is an unknown to be found out... I am too honest and open to have anything hidden.
In so many ways I am a cookie cutter image of my mother; I can look at her and know exactly what I will look like in 20 years, and yet we think and behave in VERY different ways.
I can't think of a suitable example to give at the moment, you will just have to trust me, but I am sure one will surface eventually. Hang in there... I think this gets better.