Extreme Ma Makeover, Week Thirteen

This week on the EMM we had a curious mystery concerning the scale.

As one of the blessings of this digital age, when the electronic display becomes enfeebled on our technological wonders, the visual readout can be missing bits and pieces. FOR INSTANCE, on our scale, not quite all of the 9 bars that make up the individual numerals can be seen in every place value. This occasionally calls for creative interpretation, or as this morning's weigh-in presented, "Hmmmm, did I lose 1.5 pounds, or gain .5 pound?"

I pondered this perplexity, tossing alliterative possibilities about and yes, even trying to figure out my current weight.

It came down to this. There were two identical numbers, side by side. I chose my weight with the assumption that they were both missing or not missing the same bars. And that left me with two choices: either I'd lost 1.5 pounds, or I'd gained 20.5.

Despite my porcine rep, even I can't tank up that fast.

The other possibility would be a single, defective numeral, but I've discarded that theory in the interest of saving money. Because now we won't have to replace the glass after I throw that stupid scale through the window.

In addition, my faithful husband went up and looked at the scale, afterward declaring the numerals to be uniformly missing parts. I gladly accept his judgment, just another example of my terribly submissive nature.

Besides, it means I win.

So the short of it is: I've lost 15.5 pounds over thirteen weeks.

Yay fer Ma!

And if the reading turns wrong, you'll be seeing a new blog feature...

"Ma's Weekly Psychiatric Report."
 

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