(That scale can’t be right! I just know that I’m svelte and glamorous, and this stupid thing says I’m a butter ball! Stupid thing’s busted!)
I know who I’m siding with, Andrew Y.
Now Weight a Minute!
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Me any time I check the scale. I know that sucker is lying! I tell you, just lying!! And I wish I looked so adorable, on or off the scale.
Not shown: vet’s finger on the corner of the scale. 😁
Birb has reduced me to burbling.
Birbling
Birb, birb, birb, birb, borb, blorb, blurble, birble …
He’s even butter-colored…
I know my scale lies; but it says less than the probably-more-reliable scale in the gym at work (it’s the kind with the sliders, not digital; not that I’ve been able to weigh myself on that in the last couple months; and hadn’t done in quite a while before that). But it’s always consistent, so at least I can be reasonably accurate in telling whether my weight has changed and by how much.
That’s my take too, both for weight and for the meat thermometer I use to take my temperature.
🤣🤣 (We won’t talk about where you stick that thermometer…🤔)
Protocol is choose the thickest section, closest to the bone…ouch!
Omgosh. Sooo round. Lovely shade of yellow. And the feetsies!
Round? Looks egg-shaped to me.
Oh, darling little borb, it’s ok. You can’t see the decimal from that angle. And here in Cutetropolis, we embrace roundness.
Candidate for the next season of My 600 Gram Life?
Hee hee!!
Hahahahaha.
I love the wee beakie best.
Birbie, I’m right there with you!
I step on the scales every morning. When its battery is getting low, it starts showing really random weights. I woke up at once without my morning coffee when it showed 240 lbs one morning 🙂