Mar 15 2008
A Smile in Your Heart
One of the few happy moments I keep to myself (I guess, not anymore) happened one afternoon in Davao when I got invited to a friend’s house party a couple of years back. My friend have just move into the place and
so as a way of welcoming myself for the first time and a sort of housewarming, my friend gathered all the friends around. Honestly, I was looking forward to being invited one day so at the airport, I bought bottle of Red and a bottle of White, just in case.
It still tickles my fantasy remembering such afternoon, there were few hitches, but thanks to my Sis-in-law Yeyeng, who back me up on the domestic side, just for me not to miss that much awaited party. I haven’t been out to party for sometime so it was a bit awkward to get dressed and put some make up on to impress my host maybe, hahahah(pssst, gigeetek kow!). I was all ready and just for formality, I rang the host and ask, “Should I bring you something?” although in my mind, I will bring a bottle at least. But I guess I was full of anticipation then that I forgot everything about the responce except for ….” Just you and your beautiful smile from your heart will do”. (by this time you guess what I am into)
So I went with a bottle of Red and nervous smile, and silly black bag filled with a lipstick and coins! When I arrived at the place, thanks to old and tattered Holiday Taxi who brought me there, the host was waiting at the gate ready to give a big bear hug and for a minute I woke up from my trance and thought, silly me, have I brushed my teeth before I left home? I should have thought of professional whitening
first before anything else since that was being required of me to bring… I mean, I should come with at least a gorgoeus smile in amy pocket.
Hours went quick, few drinks and a chat and I was off to another party, this time, I dont have to worry about my white teeth, the novelty was gone but hey….. the shoes I put on wasn’t really meant for ballroom dancing, but hey, what a heck…. I made it to the swing and boogie and jive…. and around 1.30 am that following morning, all I want is a foot massage and a generous sleep.