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I have a magic scale.

I decided a few weeks ago to seriously start doing something about the baby weight I’m carrying. Most people want to have a 6 pack. I just want to stop carrying the 2 liter around my waist. *sigh* So, I’ve been cutting out all of the sweeties, adding in more fruits & veggies, and trying to exercise whenever I can. But, I wanted a scale so I could track my progress. I didn’t want to spend money on yet another thing…. I didn’t want to go find a scale.

So, it may sound silly, but I prayed for a scale.

A few days later I went to a friend’s house. They had moved and I was coming by to get all of the leftover stuff to take to the Swap Shop here on campus. There in the midst of the stuff was a scale. I wasn’t going to have to buy one. God answered my silly prayer. And, boy did He answer! He gave me a magic scale!

Last week I weighed myself. Then, I waited a week to weigh myself again. Mr. Magic Scale says I’ve lost 8 1/2 pounds! Woo-hoo! Now, I don’t think I actually lost that much…. there’s still plenty of junk in the trunk and my pants are only a teency tiny bit looser. But, the scale can’t be wrong, right?

So, I’ve decided I love this scale. As long as it keeps going down, that is. If I step on it tonight and it says I’ve lost another 15 pounds, I will legally adopt it. Even if I have to go up several sizes and eventually wear XXXXXXL clothes and have to drive a cart around Wal-Mart because I can’t walk, I’ll be happy as long as Mr. Magic Scale says I weigh 120 pounds. My friend here says I should just take out the batteries and write “120” on the screen in permanent marker. I think he’s very smart.

I don’t remember the last time I weighed 120. That’s not at all my reasonable goal for now. That’s actually crazy. I think if I weighed 120 I’d look like a poky stick. If I weighed 120, I would need to eat cake every day so I could put some meat back on my bones. Mmmmm….. cake…..

In slightly-related other news…. Tonight my hub was supposed to work late. Then, he called and said he was able to come home early. He opened the door and stepped back to let someone else in. There was MO’Toole! (Don’t you like your nickname, Mo? I soooo thought you would!) His beautiful wife CurlyLocks was with him! (No, I was NOT going to name her HO’Toole! And Mo, you are FORBIDDEN to call her that. Or I’ll come over there and make you go to Wal-Mart at 2 a.m.) I adore this wonderful couple. (Partly because Mo is the one who gave me the idea about the scale.) They’re expecting their first sweet baby in a few months and I’m thrilled to pieces. My night that was going to be spent getting stuff together for my Etsy shop was suddenly re-routed to be much more fun. Aren’t surprises from friends wonderful? And they are more wonderfuller when we all had cheesecake for dessert. Mmmm….. cheesecake…..

In other not really related news…. while searching for a scale image to swipe use, I stumbled upon this.  It’s a scale that doubles as a toilet seat. So, you can weigh yourself every time you go. Or weigh yourself before and after you go.

I’m not sure what’s stranger… this product or the fact that there’s an entire website called…..


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