The scale says...

A new scale came into the house, and it is because one person needs to lose 4 pounds.  Strangely, the scale is not for either of the adults.  Yet we were the first ones to step on it.

Adult 1 thought the number would read near or under 220, but actually read over 230 (by a few pounds.)  BUMMER.

Adult 2 thought the number would read in the low 150s but actually read 158.  Let me say I was just glad that... um, I mean, Adult 2 was just glad not to get on that scale a month ago when 160+ would have scorched my eyes.

It appears to be accurate, because the person for whom the scale was primarily purchased weighed the exact amount on it as was determined at the doctor's the other day.  So the scale is not the defective element here.

I'm not into scales and pounds because I think they truly give only a rough approximation of what is going on.  Yet, the scale tales will probably continue now that the blasted thing sits, waiting to dole out judgment, near our front door.

I said I wouldn't post measurements or pounds or pics, but it looks like I slipped in a cheat on the pounds front.  It's not like "Adult 1" is going to be reading this.  If he does, I'll make up some excuse about not understanding... Just kidding.  I own up to it when I go back on my word, and in this case, I don't think the opinion was very strongly voiced before I gave some kind of tacit agreement... In fact, I don't even remember what was said, exactly.  Is anyone reading this?  One thing is for sure... Adult 1 reads this blog less often than he would read, for example, a horoscope, and I also have a good feel for matters about which he cares approximately less than fiddlesticks about.  So let's move on with this blog, and I have a strong feeling that pics may come about next; otherwise, it's going to be some boring tales of "round and round she goes, where she stops, nobody knows" (I bought the old-style dial-and-needle scale.)