Lighter Side of Weight Loss: Chapter Fifty-three

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Lighter Side of Weight Loss: Chapter Fifty-three

Sweet Tooth   

                                                                

Compliments are so much tastier than candy corn! Actually, in my opinion, anything is tastier than candy corn, but that's beside the point I'm trying to make. Compliments are the spice in my life. Tell me you like my "Sweet Tooth" nails or you think I'm funny and I'll be smiling from the inside out. I'm not asking for compliments here, just sayin!

Speaking of spices and funny things, I always smile when I think of the time I asked my husband to hand me the oregano from my alphabetized spice rack. He told me we didn't have any. Unfortunately, he was looking under the A's! I just Googled oregano only to discover that it's an herb, not a spice. Wondering whether I need an herb rack now.

Recently, after a brief exchange, a complete stranger (Is there such a thing as an incomplete stranger?) called me Ms. Wise Guy. I chose to interpret that comment as a compliment on my humor rather than any mobster tendencies I might have. The fact is, I'm still smiling about his comment weeks later. Perhaps I'm also smiling because he was Mr. Cute Guy!

Compliments can also be confusing. I complained to my doctor that I did not appreciate being classified as obese (this was before I lost 25 pounds). He assured me I was not obese, just chunky! Wow, just what every woman wants to hear.

But most importantly, compliments are powerful motivators. I plan to savor each and every one. So no pressure dear readers, but I'm hoping there's a direct proportion between being thought humorous and being thinner. So, thank you in advance and thanks to https://www.colorstreet.com/jansglamnails and my Color Street stylist, Jan Dehning for introducing me to these fabulous nail polish strips. Just for the record, my favorite sister gave me my first set of nail strips, but I did not try them until Jan kidnapped one of my fingers and showed me how easy they are to apply.

Sandra Warholic Seeley - All my life, and half of someone else's, I have lived in a humorous place called Earth. My muse is a tiny menehune from the island of Oahu in Hawaii where I lived for a year. Ernest Hemingway once sat under the exact same coconut tree where I did most of my writing. I'm also a sensitive to criticism Virgo who loves to get paid for writing and speaking funny stuff. Even though my mind is filled with volcanic ash residue and I'm still finding sand in my shorts, I will continue to write until my muse retires or I run out of pretty blue drinks, whichever comes first. Don't be bashful, email the author.