Smile :) part one: A Better Me

I'm not a bad person. Really. Well, ok, I might have a few moments of evil chuckling at the sight of a cat being chased by a cute little rottweiler, but that's only because I know the cat won't get caught. Probably.

But I want to be better. I want to be one of those people who everybody is happy to see. I want to be one of those people who light up the room when they walk in, one of those people who looks happy even in those strangely lit surprise pictures. You know the ones I mean, those pictures taken when you were busy minding your own business picking the nuts out of a brownie, pretending you understand what auntie Jane is blabbing on about when you mother suddenly yells your name causing you to look around only to be blinded by the flash of her camera as she memorializes that precious moment for all eternity.

And I think I've found the secret. It's almost too slight a thing to believe it could be so key. In fact, it almost feels like one of those dream ideas that seems so great while you're asleep... but no, this one is real. I've tried it, tested it, proved it. It's surprising sometimes, but it works.

Just smile.