I eventually had to face reality. I went shopping for a new scale. Isn't it sleek? I love it. It sets a fine example with its slim and trim appearance. I don't have a place for it in the bathroom so I keep it on a hard flat surface (a ceramic tile) which I slide under the chest of drawers in the bedroom when I'm not using it.
I must say that being weightless was lovely, but all good things must come to an end. You know, like chocolates that go to our behinds.
11 comments:
Gasp! You keep your chocolate there as well?! What a coinkydink, me too! :)
hmmm I thought chocolate has 0 calorie! (how we wish!!!)
The only time I weigh myself is at the doctor's office, Shaddy! I think the scale there was broken too!! The number always lies (self-denial creature that I am)
xo
Of all the truths we hold so high,
Remember one: All scales lie.
It is the nature of the beast
To betray the highest, not the least.
Gully
Ours is not to question why, Wondering if,
Our scales do lie.
Ours is simply, Keep up the farce
And encourage each other, 'pon the breadth of our arse!
ROB: Yup, that's where my chocolate always ends up!
LENORE: I refuse to weigh myself if I eaten or drank anything or if I have a stitch of clothes on.
GULLY: I've called my scale a liar many a time.
May I ask where you got this Shaddy? Mine died just last week! Or maybe it's me who thinks it died because the numbers it was displaying were so wrong...hmmmm...
SARIE: I bought it at Walmart. It was pretty inexpensive although I can't recall the price right now. They had the same scale available with a fat percentage reading for only a few dollars more.
I debated for about five seconds on whether I wanted to know my body fat percentage or not.
Thankfully, I was kind to myself and bought the good old-fashioned weight in pounds only scale. The last thing I need is to have my scale telling me how fat I am on top of how much I weigh. I may be a glutton for punishment but that would be hellish!!!
I would like to kill my bathroom scale.
...just saying... and probably after another 25,000 words of sitting on my butt writing, I will.
NATASHA: Since the invention of the bathroom scale, I wonder how many, while functioning with total innocence of maliciousness, have been destroyed simply for doing their job effectively. Enough to circle the globe if lined up side by side, I bet!!! Maybe more than once!! Do you think?
Would you please send me your old scales?
BETH: May I ask, for what? :) Just curious.
My broken one is long gone. Lon disposed of it for me. Otherwise, by golly, I'd ship it to you ASAP.
Do you or Buck plan to fix them and sell them at a big SCALE SALE come spring 2011? Hmmm? :)
Minds like mine are always looking for the reason behind comments and such. :)
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