At lunch today (Bennigan’s. Apple pecan salad.), my grandmother, who is not aware of my recent change of heart: “If you lose 100 pounds, I’ll give you 100 dollars.”
So I got on a scale. Not because I’m taking her up on it, but because… do I have a HUNDRED pounds to lose?
I’m five feet tall.
112 pounds. I think I passed that up around 6th grade.
So yeah, that’s not happening.
Thanks anyway, MawMaw.
Incidentally, I think that $100 in her mind is roughly equivalent to $1,500 in mine. So, you know, I guess it was a nice gesture?