On Friday I mentioned that I’d been keeping my scale right in the kitchen, right in front of the refrigerator, where it was to serve as a constant reminder that every calorie counts. Several of you left comments explaining that you keep yours in the bathroom mostly to prevent your kids from jumping on the dang things and ruining them.
Well, mine’s back in the bathroom now, too. Why?
Because when I stood on the darned thing this morning it relected a gain of 3 pounds. Three! I can only assume my son’s been jumping up and down on it when I wasn’t looking.
I mean, it couldn’t have been the double cheeseburger and fries I ate yesterday, right???
