Body confusion...

Okay, so I've never been on the heavy side, body mass-wise! I've always been pretty slim...except those few months of baby-chubb way back as a tiny tot. So the other day I enthusiastically dragged Blonde-sista and Tall-Sexi-Cousin to the weight-and-height measuring thingumy at the pharmacy. Here's the conversation:

Supanova 'Ooohhh...lookie...toy....me weigh, you weigh, we all weigh....yey!'

Blonde 'Uh, you go... I'll pass'

Tall-Sexi-Cousin 'Yeah, go on biscuit!'

Supanova (standing on weight-and-height thingumy) 'Shit, shit, shit!'

TSC 'LMAO! What the hell?'

Supanova 'Umm... looks like I've lost about 7kilos. Whyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy????'

Blonde 'Not cool soup! Looks like I'ma have to call mom!'

Supanova 'Don't you dare. Gimme 2 weeks and I'll put it all back on!'

So there's my challenge. I have to put my 7kilos back on in less than a week. On Sunday, I went back to the pharmacy place thingy.... I was saddened to see I actually lost another 2 kilos. I can't explain it. And while I realise that some people would be celebrating, I feel I must mention - again - I'm the slim type...so losing a single kilo makes me look like anorexic Amy Winehouse. Mind you, if Blonde-sista does tell mom, I'll be subjected to force feedings.... Bear in mind mom's already threatened to fly from Cape Town to check up on me. Not cool!

So for the past few days I've been living on greasy chips and KFC sprinkle pops....mmmmmm! Although I am feeling a little greased up.... blurgh.... Sunday, it's back to the pharmacy! I'm sure that wierd looking assistant person will start thinking I'm an obsessive-compulsive weight watching person-girl-woman!