Weight Watch

#225 of 365: Weight Watch a photo by Gino Carteciano on Flickr.

Jaydon Law is our current weight adjudicator.

(Wow, I randomly remembered the existence of that word. Vocabulary still intact!)

Mama and the others in my family have been offered a lucrative deal from my aunt. For every kilogram lost they will earn S$100.

Every so often, Jaydon excitedly drags out the weighing machine and pesters Mama to get on it. She refuses and refuses, claiming she wants to wait until she's lost 5kg. Jaydon is very persistent and gets his way. Mama will stand on the scale as he squats down just so, very precisely at the midline of the scale and reads the figure. Only another person can read it, the person weighing herself cannot be trusted, according to Jaydon.

Most recently, Mama who has not done any exercise in forever, still managed to drop 2kg, to everybody's amazement. She insisted on staying on the scale out of fear the number would be different once she got back on the second time. As expected, Lian-ee told her to 'Get down!' and Jaydon fussily made sure the arrow was pointing to zero.

Sure enough it was S$200 into Mama's pocket. Jaydon was off and running to the scoreboard to record Mama's current lowest weight. Lian-ee was so mad she started yelling incessantly over nothing and started announcing the need for a digital machine, purportedly not because she was sour about it as we claimed, but to 'help Mama keep track of her weight more accurately'.

Jaydon himself is on an incentive program to gain weight. To his disappointment, he lost a kg but tried to claim some money anyway. Skinny boy looks like a pile of twigs to me.