Rounding Up (or down)

Posted by Karen Hessen on Friday, May 3, 2013 Under: Image
 My husband rounds-up. If you ask him how old he is he tells you the next age that would be evenly divisable by ten. So when he was sixty-one he claimed to be seventy. Lots of things about Doug don't make much sense, so don't ask me why he does this, but I suppose people think he really looks good for his age. Me, on the other hand, I've always been just fine with whatever age I find myself at. And, yes, I am a couple years older than Doug.

Age is one thing, but height and weight are another matter.

I went for a bone density test last week. The first thing they did was measure my height. (Let me give a disclaimer. I worked in a doctor's office as a nurse for years. I think the height measurements are very inaccurate and are a "ballpark" measurement at best.) I have always said my height is five feet five inches. I have always known it is NOT. So, why did I round-up claiming to be that tall? Photos prove I am the tallest woman in my immediate family. Shouldn't being the tallest have been tall enough without lying about it? My mother, who always said she was five feet tall, was really only four feet eleven inches. I come from a family with genes for being short. I am fortunate to have reached such a great height. I believe my true height was probably five feet four inches and if I was measured early in the day and received a good generous readout perhaps five feet four and a half inches. Last week I measured five feet three and three quarters inches. I think I got the short end of the stick.

Now, inspite of recently losing fifty pounds the weight on my driver's license is still fifteen pounds lower than my actual weight. Okay, I'll do the math for you. That means I said I weighed sixty-five pounds less on my driver's license than I actually weighed. Does anybody think that didn't show in my photo? So, I rounded-down a little - and I intended to lose that weight someday. It is not my fault they kept extending my license so I didn't have to go in for renewal.

Psalm 139:14 says we are "fearfully and wonderfully made." God's "works are wonderful." Why can't I be satified with the wonderful way God has created me? Do I really think the way I invision myself or the image the world projects on me will be an improvement over the works of God's creation?

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Rounding Up (or down)

Posted by Karen Hessen on Friday, May 3, 2013 Under: Image
 My husband rounds-up. If you ask him how old he is he tells you the next age that would be evenly divisable by ten. So when he was sixty-one he claimed to be seventy. Lots of things about Doug don't make much sense, so don't ask me why he does this, but I suppose people think he really looks good for his age. Me, on the other hand, I've always been just fine with whatever age I find myself at. And, yes, I am a couple years older than Doug.

Age is one thing, but height and weight are another matter.

I went for a bone density test last week. The first thing they did was measure my height. (Let me give a disclaimer. I worked in a doctor's office as a nurse for years. I think the height measurements are very inaccurate and are a "ballpark" measurement at best.) I have always said my height is five feet five inches. I have always known it is NOT. So, why did I round-up claiming to be that tall? Photos prove I am the tallest woman in my immediate family. Shouldn't being the tallest have been tall enough without lying about it? My mother, who always said she was five feet tall, was really only four feet eleven inches. I come from a family with genes for being short. I am fortunate to have reached such a great height. I believe my true height was probably five feet four inches and if I was measured early in the day and received a good generous readout perhaps five feet four and a half inches. Last week I measured five feet three and three quarters inches. I think I got the short end of the stick.

Now, inspite of recently losing fifty pounds the weight on my driver's license is still fifteen pounds lower than my actual weight. Okay, I'll do the math for you. That means I said I weighed sixty-five pounds less on my driver's license than I actually weighed. Does anybody think that didn't show in my photo? So, I rounded-down a little - and I intended to lose that weight someday. It is not my fault they kept extending my license so I didn't have to go in for renewal.

Psalm 139:14 says we are "fearfully and wonderfully made." God's "works are wonderful." Why can't I be satified with the wonderful way God has created me? Do I really think the way I invision myself or the image the world projects on me will be an improvement over the works of God's creation?

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Tags: height weight 
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Rounding Up (or down)

Posted by Karen Hessen on Friday, May 3, 2013 Under: Image
 My husband rounds-up. If you ask him how old he is he tells you the next age that would be evenly divisable by ten. So when he was sixty-one he claimed to be seventy. Lots of things about Doug don't make much sense, so don't ask me why he does this, but I suppose people think he really looks good for his age. Me, on the other hand, I've always been just fine with whatever age I find myself at. And, yes, I am a couple years older than Doug.

Age is one thing, but height and weight are another matter.

I went for a bone density test last week. The first thing they did was measure my height. (Let me give a disclaimer. I worked in a doctor's office as a nurse for years. I think the height measurements are very inaccurate and are a "ballpark" measurement at best.) I have always said my height is five feet five inches. I have always known it is NOT. So, why did I round-up claiming to be that tall? Photos prove I am the tallest woman in my immediate family. Shouldn't being the tallest have been tall enough without lying about it? My mother, who always said she was five feet tall, was really only four feet eleven inches. I come from a family with genes for being short. I am fortunate to have reached such a great height. I believe my true height was probably five feet four inches and if I was measured early in the day and received a good generous readout perhaps five feet four and a half inches. Last week I measured five feet three and three quarters inches. I think I got the short end of the stick.

Now, inspite of recently losing fifty pounds the weight on my driver's license is still fifteen pounds lower than my actual weight. Okay, I'll do the math for you. That means I said I weighed sixty-five pounds less on my driver's license than I actually weighed. Does anybody think that didn't show in my photo? So, I rounded-down a little - and I intended to lose that weight someday. It is not my fault they kept extending my license so I didn't have to go in for renewal.

Psalm 139:14 says we are "fearfully and wonderfully made." God's "works are wonderful." Why can't I be satified with the wonderful way God has created me? Do I really think the way I invision myself or the image the world projects on me will be an improvement over the works of God's creation?

In : Image 


Tags: height weight 
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Rounding Up (or down)

Posted by Karen Hessen on Friday, May 3, 2013 Under: Image
 My husband rounds-up. If you ask him how old he is he tells you the next age that would be evenly divisable by ten. So when he was sixty-one he claimed to be seventy. Lots of things about Doug don't make much sense, so don't ask me why he does this, but I suppose people think he really looks good for his age. Me, on the other hand, I've always been just fine with whatever age I find myself at. And, yes, I am a couple years older than Doug.

Age is one thing, but height and weight are another matter.

I went for a bone density test last week. The first thing they did was measure my height. (Let me give a disclaimer. I worked in a doctor's office as a nurse for years. I think the height measurements are very inaccurate and are a "ballpark" measurement at best.) I have always said my height is five feet five inches. I have always known it is NOT. So, why did I round-up claiming to be that tall? Photos prove I am the tallest woman in my immediate family. Shouldn't being the tallest have been tall enough without lying about it? My mother, who always said she was five feet tall, was really only four feet eleven inches. I come from a family with genes for being short. I am fortunate to have reached such a great height. I believe my true height was probably five feet four inches and if I was measured early in the day and received a good generous readout perhaps five feet four and a half inches. Last week I measured five feet three and three quarters inches. I think I got the short end of the stick.

Now, inspite of recently losing fifty pounds the weight on my driver's license is still fifteen pounds lower than my actual weight. Okay, I'll do the math for you. That means I said I weighed sixty-five pounds less on my driver's license than I actually weighed. Does anybody think that didn't show in my photo? So, I rounded-down a little - and I intended to lose that weight someday. It is not my fault they kept extending my license so I didn't have to go in for renewal.

Psalm 139:14 says we are "fearfully and wonderfully made." God's "works are wonderful." Why can't I be satified with the wonderful way God has created me? Do I really think the way I invision myself or the image the world projects on me will be an improvement over the works of God's creation?

In : Image 


Tags: height weight 
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Rounding Up (or down)

Posted by Karen Hessen on Friday, May 3, 2013 Under: Image
 My husband rounds-up. If you ask him how old he is he tells you the next age that would be evenly divisable by ten. So when he was sixty-one he claimed to be seventy. Lots of things about Doug don't make much sense, so don't ask me why he does this, but I suppose people think he really looks good for his age. Me, on the other hand, I've always been just fine with whatever age I find myself at. And, yes, I am a couple years older than Doug.

Age is one thing, but height and weight are another matter.

I went for a bone density test last week. The first thing they did was measure my height. (Let me give a disclaimer. I worked in a doctor's office as a nurse for years. I think the height measurements are very inaccurate and are a "ballpark" measurement at best.) I have always said my height is five feet five inches. I have always known it is NOT. So, why did I round-up claiming to be that tall? Photos prove I am the tallest woman in my immediate family. Shouldn't being the tallest have been tall enough without lying about it? My mother, who always said she was five feet tall, was really only four feet eleven inches. I come from a family with genes for being short. I am fortunate to have reached such a great height. I believe my true height was probably five feet four inches and if I was measured early in the day and received a good generous readout perhaps five feet four and a half inches. Last week I measured five feet three and three quarters inches. I think I got the short end of the stick.

Now, inspite of recently losing fifty pounds the weight on my driver's license is still fifteen pounds lower than my actual weight. Okay, I'll do the math for you. That means I said I weighed sixty-five pounds less on my driver's license than I actually weighed. Does anybody think that didn't show in my photo? So, I rounded-down a little - and I intended to lose that weight someday. It is not my fault they kept extending my license so I didn't have to go in for renewal.

Psalm 139:14 says we are "fearfully and wonderfully made." God's "works are wonderful." Why can't I be satified with the wonderful way God has created me? Do I really think the way I invision myself or the image the world projects on me will be an improvement over the works of God's creation?

In : Image 


Tags: height weight 
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