A Couple of Thoughts

Today was Bob's day off, so after attending a Primary presidency meeting this morning, he and I ran some errands together. I couldn't get over the irony of driving to the Anoka Post Office on his day off, seeing as how he goes to work at the Brooklyn Center Post Office 5 or 6 days a week. But he never seems to have a chance to mail off letters and bills while at work; they keep their carriers WAY too busy. While in traffic, some other driver irritated me, and I found myself saying, "Oh, my __!!! Did you see?" I surprised myself as much as I did Bob, but immediately apologized to the Lord, because I know better than to speak like that. I blame the time I spent as a waitress at The Tally-Ho Restaurant the summer after I graduated from high school. Before that, the worst language I used was when I told my brother, "I'm going to kill you!!!" as we watched Saturday morning cartoons on the living room couch and had foot fights.

After apologizing and asking forgiveness, I calmed down and was thankful for the principle of repentance. I know God forgave me right away. I am thankful to know about J Golden Kimball. He was an apostle, and he used to also have a time with his tongue. He would even use some colorful language when speaking in General Conference, but then would immediately apologize to God. He is quoted as saying, "They can't send me to hell. I repent too damn fast!" He is definitely my exemplar!

We had lunch at The Bamboo Village. It was our date for the week. We love going out together for a peaceful meal we don't have to fix or clean up after. And while the meal didn't exactly fit my new lifestyle, it really wasn't too bad. They serve the best egg rolls in the upper midwest, and we did split an order. There was enough eggs foo yung and rice left over for me to have it for dinner. We brought enough of Bob's hot and spicy chicken home for his dinner as well.

Then on to Wal Mart. Last night at Transitions, I told the group that I don't like to weigh myself at home because I tend to obsess over the slightest weight variances and drive myself crazy generally by weighing too often. I said I prefer to wait for the official weigh-in every month on our coaches' scale that they bring with them. Then on the way home I couldn't stop thinking about having my own scale! Was I Jekyll or Hyde? The scale in our bathroom is rusty and inaccurate. I mean, you could jump on it until it registers what you want to weigh, within reason. Or you could sneak up slowly on it for an especially low reading. I looked at scales last night at Wal Mart, but only in passing; I had gone in to buy a few other things on my way home. But today, I couldn't remember where the scales were located and asked 2 employees for help finding them! And then I selected the exact same brand and model scale that Leslie and Shaun bring to Transitions! It measure up to 400 lbs in 0.2 lb increments, it figures out your body fat, your hydration level, your body mass index (BMI)and your bone mass. It stores information for 4 users and tracks the last weigh-in per user. It has a 1.5 inch LCD display and has a tempered glass platform with silver accents. I told Bob I'd pay for the scale since it was $39.99 and I had money in my account. I thought he'd be against it, and even hoped he'd reason me into not buying it, but he said, "Okay, but I'll pay for it. Let's throw that old one away when we get home." (We each have a checking account, but it is really all OUR money; it's a long story, but it works for us.)

So now I sit here at the computer, looking at our new scale, still in its box. I wish I had the strength of character to take it back and go with my original intention of weighing infrequently. I think I might do better that way. Yet at the same time, I'm trying to figure if it is a good thing that I want to have an accurate scale in our possession, or if it is my crazy self attempting to sabotage my weight loss/lifestyle management.

I'll be damn sure to post when I figure it out! (Did you notice how quickly I repented?)