Sunday, February 10, 2008

What The?

As I was getting ready for my shower this evening I was reflecting on the emotional week I had. If you have read my last two posts, it is probably no surprise to you that I have been feeling rather melancholy. I have been one big, soppy, blubbery, sobbing, weepy, cornball of a mess. And as I was thinking about the tears I shed while giving Ben a bath on his birthday ("Just look at my beautiful one year old" I thought), and the tears I shed over my parents' wonderful anniversary ("Dad was so happy and lucid that day and mom was glowing"), and the tears over the girl on American Idol who lost her dad only a few days earlier ("How can she sing right now?", and, by the way, I was still crying during the commercial break), and the commercial about the homeless children ("I'll adopt them all!"), and the commercial with the dogs in the humane society ("They can come too!"), I realized I've been even more emotional than usual.

What is my problem? I have always been an emotional person but this is getting loony. Could I have Seasonal Affective Disorder? I don't know. Could it be hormonal? Definitely a possibility.

Whatever the reason, one thing was clear. I must stop eating my depression away. I did a quick tally in my head of all the food I had this weekend. Pizza, cake, and ice cream. But that was for the birthday party, so no big deal, right? But then there was that Parmesan steak and shrimp with garlic mashed potatoes. And the two large packages of Reese’s Peanut Butter Cups. And then this afternoon there were donuts. With custard. Not to mention the three Captain and Cokes I had on Friday night. Oh yeah, and the french toast and bacon this morning. Hmmm.That's odd. I'm not usually one to eat my worries away.

Well, no big deal. I'll just step on the scale here as long as I'm stripping down for the shower, and see what the damage is. I hauled out the handy-dandy digital scale and stepped right on that bad boy. Um. That can't be right. What? Uh-UH! What the crap is the matter with this damn thing? It says I gained 11 pounds since Thursday morning. Is that even humanly possible? Okay. Don't panic. I pick up the scale and move it to another tile on the floor. Perhaps a more level tile? I wait for it to clear and step on again. HUH? This time it says 6 pounds less than the first reading. How can I weigh 6 pounds less than I did 10 seconds ago? Help me!!!

That's it. I put the scale back in it's spot, wrap a towel around myself (so as to hide my new-found blubber from the hubby) and run up to the second floor to get on my trusty old turn-dial scale that I've had since 1996. I cautiously step on, hold my breath, and look down. Whew! Thank the foody gods! I only gained a pound. One pound. I can live with that. I knew I always liked this scale for a reason. It is smart! It is loyal! And, it is right!!! Right? Yes! It is right! HA!

I think it is time to celebrate! I wonder if we have anymore donuts left.


Amy said...

And that is the exact reason I don't own a scale!! I just have to gauge by whether I can fit in my jeans or have to bust out some yoga pants!

Sandy C. said...

ROFL!!! I was thinkin' the same exact thing before I read the last line of the post- I'd go grab another donut! ;)

I'm right there with you on the emotional roller coaster. I've been a weeping willow myself lately too...I cried while watching The Facts of Life! oy. I'm guessing this long winter isn't helping either of us.

Brittany said...

I don't own a scale! I hate them. They make me sad. And I tend to get obsessive when I have them around.

I'm an emotional mess, too! Post-partum is not my friend! lol

bindhiya said...

Hi Kathryn,

old scales are great! at least make us feel good :)

Jewelgirl said...

Dear Kathryn, You have been tagged
for "Six Unimportant Things About
Me" Meme at my blog, "Jewelgirl"
The rules are at my jewelry blog.
You don't have to do it if you
don't want to :)
The old winter weather has made me feel the same way, let's hope we
get some warmer + nicer weather
very soon. Feel better soon!

Dawn said...

I hope you feel better soon. I bet that first reading scared you a bit! That was smart to go get the other scale. It sounds like you've got a lot going on, you've got a right to get emotional about it.

imbeingheldhostage said...

Jan and Feb (march, november, etc...) are hard months, especially when you have more snow days than school days. You should stay clear of obviously emotional shows like... American Idol?! I'm sorry, I cry through it to-- and I am WAY behind you, they haven't even aired that episode for me yet. We need a girls' night out somewhere tropical!

Neva said...

I am so with you on that young lady from American Idol....and she sang so beautifully as well....sigh....but we all know that means nothing, initially , on that show! Thank heavens for old scales! Hope you have a better week emotionally....your baby boy is adorable...looks like the year went pretty well! too cute.

wright said...

I believe in Seasonal Affective Disorder, and I believe in jelly donuts. Glad the damage wasn't too great. I'm sure you'll lose that just running around the house after those three boys!

Julie Pippert said...

Maybe it's cabin fever depressing you, and food is a nice bit of pleasure. Hang in there, friend!! Hope you figure it out. And IMHO, a little exercise can balance out calories, if you like them. :)

suchsimplepleasures said...

i do that with my scale, too! i step on it, if i don't like what it reads, i move it...
i had some girl scout cookies to offer you but sadly, my dog ate the good ones!!!
could you be pregnant? ;)

girlymom said...

You crack me up! I love it! My parents have the digital kind and I tried it to see how my scale compares, I find if I lean back on theirs I weigh less! Yippee! Another Rum and Coke to go around!

By the way, I have something for ya!

4 Little Men said...

Oh that is wrong... why do scales do that. I swear mine is always wrong! Ha!

have a great day!


Lisa said...

I too can feel like an emotional psycho at times. Hubby doesn't get it, but there are times where I feel like I need to cry for no reason - just to get it out!!!

Have another donut for me, girl!

Nissa - said...

I can SO relate!
a) I cry over everything, happy or sad. (Yep, I cried over that girl on American Idol, too!)
b) I've been eating & gaining like I was an Eskimo who needed extra warmth.

Big Hugs!

Nap Warden said...

No scales in my house...evil creatures!

Beck said...

I've been SO moody lately.
And eating, yes.
But I did just find out that my scales have been weighing everyone TEN POUNDS TOO HEAVY! INSTANT DIET!

Family Adventure said...

LOL Kathryn, the scale thing was too funny!!

It's the time of year, sweetie. I'm sure of it. I'm hibernating, too, munching on this, that and everything. In addition, you had two milestone days last week. No wonder you've been slight off kilter.
This week will be better! :)


jennifer said...

Hmmm, highly emotional, larger appettite, feeling a little fluffier but only gained a pound. Are you naucious at all? Craving pickles and ice cream? :)

Come back by my comments section from yesterday's post (I KNOW WHERE I AM GOING). I left a thank you note! Jennifer

LaskiGal said...

There is a reason we are blubbering bloggy buddies. Seriously--I myself was pregnant with a major food baby and I gave my scale a much needed vacation. How will I ever complete a half marathon in April when the only thing I can do is sprint to the fridge???

I'm with you about girl who lost her dad and then sang only days later at AI--what the hey. I was a mess as well!!!

Know that you are not alone . . . I need some pastry therapy.

Chrissy said...

Scales are evil. Mine does the same thing, in the morning I have lost weight, and in the evening it is right back with a few friends. The waistband of my jeans, however, does not lie.

krissy said...

Ha, Ha! Those damn digital scales are crap! They don't know nothing! They were invented to torment us and undoubtably invented by a MAN!

Sorry your under the weather. It happens to the best of us! Keep smiling though....your baby turned one, but he is a happy, healthy one year old! That's worthy of a smile or two!

And ya....I'm on a mission to adopt every child that is mistreated and every dog too! Hubby better work 5 jobs now!!!

Hugs friend!

Anne said...

I don't own a scale either... LOL at your scale. I just bought a The Firm dvd. Now if I can just find the time to do the darn thing!

david mcmahon said...

Kathryn, I'd simply say you care deeply, that it why you feel for people and empathise with them.

A person who cares is a person to be cherished.

Simple as that.

OHmommy said...

LOL. That is the SAME thing I would have done. I hate my new digital scale. Hate it!

MamaGeek said...

I WANT that scale! I know how you feel - this weather is the worst and we all need some vitamin D right about now!

And I love your big, sappy heart!

Sister Sassy said...

Ok, I think you and I have the same scale as you. I put it the most level I can and then I weigh myself 3 times and take the average and then I have my husband weigh himself as a base test since he ALWAYS weighs the same.

...and, if it makes you feel better I cried at beer commercial once. It was about literacy but it was still a bear commerical.

Jewelgirl said...

Thanks for the E-card. I liked it alot. It made my award special.

Ally :)

Kellan said...

This scale story was so cute - so funny! I have an old trusty dial type scale too - the only scale I trust. I'm sorry you are feeling emotional - I hope it doesn't get the best of you. I will see you soon. Kellan

Ashley said...

Aww you are just so cute. I've been munching alot too. And thirsty...REALLY thirsty. Much love to you! I hope you feel better!

Anonymous said...

Oh no! Couldn't you have warned me first, dear? I read about your emotional eating and I wanted to cry! (Um, not for sympathy for you but because I waa waa!) ;)

Scales are cruel! Mine requires I get completely naked, take off all jewelry, including hair accessories, AND exhale before it'll read me correctly.

Toni said...

You sound a wee bit pregnant to em, too. Is this possible???

Sniz said...

Girl, I have seasonal depression disorder AND major hormonal imbalances! Wow, I can so relate on crying about everything. I can HEAR the "Little House on the Prairie" music and start bawling. There are many kids' books I can't get through without crying, to the great amusement of my kids. Anyway, I wish I could say I only gained a pound! I gain 15 pounds every winter without fail. I always say I'm not going to, and I always's so dark and dreary and depressing.

Anonymous said...

I want your scale, too. Mine broke during the 80 pound pregnancy!

Mama Les said...

Oh my goodness, you sound just like me!!!!! (read my post about diet, what diet?) ... I have 3 myself, 1 boy and 2 girls, and I stay at home w/them as well. Your blog is so cute! And your boys are adorable blondies!!! I am having some parenting issues w/my son turning 4 in Dec. he is becoming a BIG boy and no longer wants to watch the little kid shows, or play w/the kids toys etc.... I might have to ask you for some BOY advice!!??? is that okay??? Do you let them play w/toy guns? I am strickly against them, but my husband sees it as boys being boys. And I just hate it. I am going to read through some of your other posts.

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