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Sunday, May 07, 2006

Black Sunday

We bought a new set of bathroom scales yesterday. I weighed myself this morning.

I am never eating anything again.

Just kill me.


Blogger The Knit Wit said...

That's why I don't own a scale.

And no, no one is going to kill you. We love you far too much to do that!

12:02 PM  
Anonymous sydney said...

No, we're not going to kill you. We'll be happy to beat the bathroom scales into submission, though.

12:07 PM  
Blogger Chris said...

Scales are evil. They suck you into a number watching death spiral.

Your mileage may vary.

12:43 PM  
Blogger Carrie K said...

Yeah, I had the opposite reaction (well, I'm with you on the "just kill me" part). I've been eating like a horse ever since week ago Friday when they weighed me for freaking carpal tunnel. In my hand. I was doing so well!

Post a pic of that cute funky shirt. I really like the fabric. Please?

3:07 PM  
Anonymous Anne said...

Nah - the scales are wrong - it stands to reason. Can't you calibrate them so that they read the "right" amount?

6:21 PM  
Blogger Peevish said...

Thanks guys....

8:59 PM  
Blogger Lynne said...

No killing allowed. Go read Gibbering's blog entry from about a week ago again.
You CAN do it!

11:32 PM  
Blogger mrspao said...

Muscle weighs more that fat. Don't worry about weight - just think shape.

3:41 AM  
Blogger Melinda said...

=(. I soooooooo understand.

Scales are EVIL!

Just remember - you're a Goddess to me!! =)

10:00 AM  

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