Sunday, October 11, 2009

A weighty matter

Mom, today I learned that if there's a comb hiding underneath your bathroom scale, you will think you've gained ten pounds. You will shriek and wail and curse late night trips to Denny's for Super Grand Slamwiches and Pancake Puppies and kick the scale in frustration. You'll then spy the comb, reweigh yourself, realize you've only gained 3 pounds, and start planning your next late night encounter. (What? You thought I'd take a picture of my actual scale with my actual weight. BAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!)