I've got my Dr. appointment today, so I thought I'd step on the scale so I'd be prepared for the visit--you know, no shockers or anything. To my surprise the number on the scale read:277.5 lbs
So, either I've gained over 100 pounds in the last four weeks, or it is broken. . . . . .I knew I'd regret that cheesecake I ate on Sunday.
7 comments:
Camilla, that is so funny. Not a number any of us want to ever see...
Hehe! At least when you see the real number at the doctor's it will look good compared to that number!
I would schedule my appointments early in the morning and skip breakfast, I just think it is unfair to have to get weighed all the time, like we don't know we are getting fat.
I love it when scales break. It makes me feel better about life in general. I wish mine was broken too!
wow! you really have to lay off the chocolate I guess! I'm afraid to weigh myself now that Maddy's born because I don't want to know how much I still have to loose!
Oh Camilla. You are so funny! That just totally made my otherwise monotonous and tiring day!
I MUST see you the next time I'm in Utah. I will hunt you down...
Maybe, you actually have octoptlets in there!
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