Wednesday, February 13, 2013
This morning, I did it.
I took that big step onto the Scale of Truth.
Up 2 pounds.
Since I have begun to grow a beard (something to do, bored with shaving) I can only assume this gain is due entirely to the increasing amount of hair upon my face.
It is utterly inconceivable this gain could be from my reckless abandon at the all-you-can-stuff-in-your-face-buffet. Surely half a dozen pieces of fried chicken could NOT have done this!
I have been giving this matter a great deal to thought today. I pondered it as I scarfed down my banana, and tangerines I packed for lunch. I contemplated the tiny, miniscule, can't-keep-a-bird-alive amount of food I had consumed since Monday. After a great deal of ruminating; I have reached a conclusion.
Who would have ever thought whiskers can weigh so much!
Those poor guys in ZZ Top or on Duck Dynasty!
They must have HUGE neck muscles, just to hold their heads up!
I can only say the price of looking cool(er) is great; I will have to bear the extra 2 pounds with dignity and honor.