GLITTER

I need to think about something funny because I am not having the greatest night. 

I have a very funny story that always makes me smile.

About a month ago, I went to lunch with one of my best friends.  We hadn’t been able to get together for lunch before Christmas like we usually do.   And then we missed her birthday lunch, too.   

Life just seems to get busier and busier.  I was glad when we finally had time to meet at Chili’s for a Christmas/birthday lunch.  We exchanged gifts before we even ordered our lunch.  She opened her Christmas and birthday gifts from me and I opened my Christmas gift from her. 

It was wrapped beautifully and had a wide wired ribbon complete with sparkly glitter.  As I un-wrapped the gift, the glitter went everywhere, especially in my lap.  But, I didn’t really think about it as I exclaimed over the awesome gift that she gave me.   

We ordered our food and ate and talked for a couple of hours.  It was great. 

I have a restaurant—eating food in public—habit that I don’t have at home.  I am always worried about having food on my face and not knowing it and then feeling stupid later when I find out I had food on my face the whole time we were eating and talking. 

So, every few bites, I pick up my napkin out of my lap and wipe my mouth. 

I had no idea that this day, every time I wiped my mouth, I was spreading glitter on my face.  Since my lap was covered with glitter and I kept my napkin in my lap between uses, my napkin was picking up glitter. 

My friend may or may not have noticed.   But, if she did, she was probably just dying from trying not to laugh at me as I glittered myself constantly throughout our lunch.  Not to mention that the waitress probably wondered what the heck I was doing with glitter all over my face. 

But, I was oblivious. 

Until lunch was over. 

I got into my truck and looked in the mirror to put on some lipstick.  That’s when I saw what had happened to me during lunch.  I was slightly mortified.  I do not like looking ridiculous and glitter was all over my face from forehead to chin. 

I texted my friend and said, “I have glitter all over my face!” 

She texted me back, “Merry Christmas!” 

Yup, she knew. 

I sparkled for the rest of the day. 

Now when I think about it or tell someone about it, it makes me laugh.   

Laughing is good. 

I don’t laugh enough. 

When I want to cheer myself I up, I should just think—GLITTER! 

And then laugh out loud!