That smile that keeps you wondering
You know when you walk down the street and you notice someone smiling. You don’t see anything around them that would cause them to smile so you assume it’s some private joke cos really, could they honestly be happy?
I saw a lady with a very obvious smile the other week and realised, just like the AMI ad on TV3 prior to the weather, that it is in fact hard to be glum when looking at someone so obviously happy in their own wee world.
So I’ve been practicing. It’s not something that I’m doing just to toy with people. I realise that generally when I’m walking I have what I think is a fairly plain look on my face. What I really have I don’t know.
But I have started to smile because I realise there’s a lot to be happy about. I think of nice things, or look for good things in what’s happening around me.
And secretly, I wonder if people who notice me smiling, now wonder what I’ve got to be so happy about, and whether it’s contagious and they end up smiling at me smiling.
Here’s a couple of things that tickled my fancy. If you’re following along you know I’m away from home and up in Auckland. I had a wee gloat about the dish drawers in the apartment. Well last night I realised there’s under-floor heating in the bathroom. That was a very unexpected surprise.
Last night I had bought some fruit at the supermarket and had left it on the bench this morning. The nice person who serviced my apartment had placed the fruit in a bowl and put it on the table. What a nice touch.
And there’s the link into the next section – crockery would you believe.
Tonight I walked down to a Roast food outlet and ordered a “medium” Pork Roast. Being in an apartment I decided I’d be civilised and tipped the meal out onto a plate. When it was on the plate I realised just what a huge meal I had. That didn’t stop me from wolfing down most of it. Why do I do that?
On another note, I bought a small novelty bar of Nestlé’s Milky Bar. That was all I was going to allow myself to eat.
When I got into bed last night I realised that I had forgotten all about it and hadn’t had a single piece.
Never fear people, I did manage to eat the whole thing tonight, but not until after I gorged myself on my roast. However, I left it on the bench and would take just one section and let it melt in my mouth and not chew it. I was thinking this slow consumption would trick my brain into thinking that I had my fill. I managed to let about 5 minutes pass before it got the better of me and I got up for a 2nd, a 3rd and 4th piece. The length of time between each shortening until I was there eating the last bit.
I had good intentions. Does that count?
I have two slices of fudge cake in the fridge. I saw this last night at the supermarket and couldn’t help myself. I got them for Mark. A chocolate fudge slice and a Cafe Latte one.
When I told him about it last night I said I mentioned both to him so I couldn’t eat them. Well Cafe Latte isn’t my up of tea
so there was never any thought of tucking into that.
Then Mark reminded me that I had made Chocolate Fudge slice in the weekend – Doh!! So I had. Still I haven’t eaten his piece …… yet.
All this talk of food – groan. Anyway, wont be long now until the final of the Biggest Loser. I can’t help myself watching that show. It’s amazing what people can achieve and in so little time. I get a kick out of seeing people’s whole demeaner change, they become more positive, they begin to like themselves and they feel worthy again. It’s not just a makeover of their outward appearance, but a makeover of self-esteem.
Okie Dokies, that’s me done. Off to read more of my book while waiting for the telly programme.

