Little vanities? I have them! Not too many. And mine do double duty, being a source of innocent pleasure and laughter at the same time.
Visitors to our house often pause at a photograph of Paul and I on our wedding day.
Inevitably someone will look hard and say, "Has anyone told you, you look like Gwyneth Paltrow?"And I laugh and say modestly, "A few."
My friends have to forgive me taking my small pleasures where I find them. :)
One of my few claims to fame is looking like Gwyneth, 44 years ago!
On Friday last week, after a morning meeting, some of our work team went out for lunch together to celebrate the fact that it was almost the end of a week worked hard. It felt good to be almost at the weekend.
Our server was lovely, attentive and pleasant. Someone commented that she was one of those people you just like, with an extra pleasant, friendly personality. As she took my order, she commented on the beauty of the day and her love of the fall.
I love listening when people wax passionate and poetic so I stopped ordering and asked her, what was it that she loved about the fall especially? Her eyes became dreamy and she began to talk about the crispness, the light, the scent in the air...then she stopped, looked hard at me.
"Do I know you from somewhere?" she said.
I said, "No, I don't think so."
"I've seen you somewhere before," she insisted, "Are you on T.V? Someone famous?"
I was laughing as I caught the eyes of my table companions willing me to say something about "You Know Who."
But I couldn't, at the risk of someone bursting into laughter and thinking I had the delusions of grandeur that I actually do have!
She asked again, "Are you?" I shook my head, laughing.
And as she left, still wondering where she had seen me before, my friends chorused, "Gwyneth?"
Well...I suppose...I could be a much older, very distant, far removed, cousin! :)