Joy in someone's misfortune...

I have to admit this... I laughed to myself on numerous occasions this past weekend and it was at someone else's expense. Now before you go persecuting me, let me explain. My ex is vain, very vain, very, very vain. I knew this while I was with him and I got past it most of the time. Oh, the things we do in the name of love! But now that it is over, I laugh, a lot!
Anyway, he was visiting for the holidays and the minute I saw him I just smiled. Not one of those endearing ones that says, "I am so glad to see you." It was one of those "He he, You put on about 15-20lbs since the last time I saw you (2 months ago) Ha, ha, and you look really bad!!" smiles. Now mind you, this is the guy that was happy to loose weight at any cost (that didn't require effort) so when he lost it due to serious 'stomach issues' he was thrilled! I know, I know I am being really shallow. But it only got better when he kept checking himself out at every mirror we passed. Is it possible to love yourself that much? Hey, at least I don't have to deal with that anymore!! I really am the lucky one!