Now That We're Home
Conversation in the driveway:
TR: Mamoo and Granny are coming over for dinner. I'm going to fix bar-b-q.
Biggy: What time? I've got to ride my bike sometime today. (Pinches waist) I weighed 189.6 this morning, and I should have weighed 187.
TR: You think those scales are off? 'Cause I can't figure out how I GAINED weight this week. I didn't eat that much, except for when we went to the Shrimp Shack--and the last night, when I had seconds on biscuits and the stuffed tomato things...
Biggy: Tania, you eat a LOT. Every time we go out, all those fries...
TR: THAT'S ONCE A WEEK! The rest of the time, I eat about 1500 calories a day, and I exercise.
Biggy: Walking three miles isn't really exercise.
TR: FIRST of all, I jog most of it. And at the beach, I jogged AND rode my bike.
Biggy: So what are you thinking--(mockingly) a thyroid problem?
TR: No, a tumor. My mom had one when she was my age. The size of a grapefruit.
Biggy: (His expression reflects he's just thought of something clever.) ...uh. Never mind.
TR: WHAT? What were you going to say?
TR: TELL ME.
Biggy: You could lose two pounds today if you cut your hair.
Biggy: You know that was funny.
Biggy: Where are you going?
TR: To pack.