Downsizing

So, the other day I had breakfast with Carrie, a friend and neighbor. We haven't seen each other for months and were due a catch up. She's looking great and I asked her what her secret was. She confessed she was on the Weight Watcher's program, and I congratulated her.

After breakfast as we waited while the cashier rang up our bill, Carrie turned to me. "Well, the next time you see me, hopefully I'll have downsized."

The cashier's brow furrowed and she asked, "What are you downsizing, if you don't mind my asking?"

"My butt," answered Carrie without hesitation.

We laughed.

"Can I do that with my stomach?" asked the cashier.

"Or my boobs?" I added.

We laughed even harder, then noticed that our exchange had been overheard by a large group of people waiting for a table, who were laughing just as hard.

It made for a merry morning.