Crossing the line

 

Have you ever had a euphoric moment?

Her answer was "Yes" when you popped The Question.

When you hit one over the fence, in the bottom of the ninth, to win the big game.

When your children are born.

If so, you then can relate to my emotions today.

Yes, on an otherwise ordinary Friday, with Lake Effect Snow slashing in, I had a euphoric moment.

I stepped upon the Scale of Truch this morning.

Staring absent mindedly at the array of flashing lights as the little monster calculated my weight, I awaited the verdict.

Wait....WHAT is that number??

I looked again.

Could it be??

OH HAPPY DAY!!

A shaft of golden light pierced the ceiling, settling upon the shining green digits.

A chorus of angelic voices filled the room. A full symphony played the opening bars of "Halleluhia Chorus."

I was surprised my Lovely Bride didn't awaken, from all the racket.

There it was.... confirming a very significant fact.

I HAD CROSSED THE LINE FROM OBESE TO MERELY OVERWEIGHT!!

I was giddy as a schoolboy, happy as a lark, light as a (pretty good-sized) feather!

I decided to reward myself.

Do you think a double bacon, sausage, egg, wrap with extra fried potatoes will have a bad effect?

Just kidding. I shared my joy with our dog, splitting a breakfast banana with her. She was nearly euphoric as well.