Weighing In

About a week ago Jim and I had a fight, nothing major but he needed to apologize. Instead he bought me a scale. Like a bathroom scale. He is not very good at this fighting thing, can you tell we don't do it very often? (In his defense he knows I have been eying a bathroom scale for quite some time.) Unfortunately I thought it might be like the one Ami got that needs batteries of which I have none, so I thought I would be safe for a while. But this scale thought of it all. It comes with batteries. It is easy to use and told me to step right on. So I did. I even took a picture so you could see how pretty it is.

Before you are amazed at either the number on the scale or the fact that I did not photoshop out the numbers; realize that this is the fist time on the scale, so the reading is inaccurate. The manual says so. :) So there you have it. A new scale, with batteries. This should motivate me to get out there and run. (even though it is 82 degrees)

On a funner and more light note, since I have crossed off a bathroom scale from my list of things I am eying I had to add something. (isn't that how lists work at your house?) So I am adding a sewing machine. I stumbled across a sewing blog of a lady with a little boy and a little girl and she has a 'workshop' and she makes wonderful things in there. Dresses that look better than dresses and cloth toys that look better than cloth toys and well, I NEED a sewing machine. (Thank you 'Purple, Green and Yellow' for helping me express my desire). Yesterday we made a coloring book like the kind the lady had on her site... I had to hand sew the binding... which took a longer time than if I had a sewing machine to just 'whip it up'. Never the less, Claire enjoyed and is still enjoying her Curious George coloring book.