On another note...It's a cruel, cruel world

I was flabbergasted when I stood on our scale and read that I'd apparently lost 7 kg since I'd last weighed myself. Holy "=*)("! 15 pounds?!? I couldn't quite figure out where the 15 pounds had gone from, especially since I'd definitely still seen my post-preggo pudge in the wedding pictures. But hey, my jeans were feeling a little looser. Awesome! Cue massive excitement and loads of energy to get rid of those last few post-pregancy pounds.

Then G weighed himself. And came back all excited cuz he'd apparently also lost 5 kg. So I started to get suspicious. Still hopeful, but suspicious.

Today we weighed ourselves at my in-laws and sadly determined that my worst fears were correct. Our scale is apparently broken.

For that I decided to have graham crackers with buttercreme frosting for dinner.