Is that a love bite on your neck?

So I finally reached the 25 pound mark. It's taken since October 1st, but I have to say it hasn't been very painful at all. I've gone on a cruise, two trips to New York, Aruba, California, skiing with the Wild Women of Winter, and weekly trips to Salsa's Mexican restaurant. How exciting to finally have reached my goal. And what do I get for it? A round piece of metal that looks like it was manufactured under the wheels of a locomotive. I wonder which employee gets to stand at the train station and place the slugs on the tracks. Do they get extra pay for that? Nonetheless, I put it on and raced home to show everyone. My husband said, what's that on your neck? I run in the bathroom and find a black mark that if I squint, looks a little like the full body profile of Winston Churchill. Maybe they should rethink the shape into an oval, so at least when it leaves it's imprint on your skin, it comes out looking like Giselle Bundchen.