Life can get pretty crazy. Kelly is going to a 1950’s style sleepover tonight, we are having company for the weekend, spring break starts when school lets out today, we have our fourth funeral in three weeks tomorrow, and it is tax time with all that entails. In the midst of all that busyness, though, I have lost another pound. I am averaging four pounds a month. It would be kind of nice to be losing a little faster, but I hear the fried chicken and biscuits and grave call my name so I regularly fall off the wagon just about every weekend. I guess I should be thankful for the busyness because when I am busy, it keeps me from eating. And I guess four pounds per month is a pretty good rate given my lack of self denial. Christian, why don’t you send me a picture of Kelly in her party outfit so I can post it here to show how stylish she looks? And Bryan, how much are you down these days?
Weight loss cage match results:
WOOOO! Go Dad! You lost another pound!
Hey Dad, you put biscuits and GRAVE. I guess you could go to your GRAVE if you ate biscuits every weekend. 🙂
Whopppppie! I guess no need for me to even weigh in yet. I’m still the biggest loser. 🙂
No, no, no. You are not the biggest loser until the fat lady sings… or something like that.
UGGG!! I shouldn’t have weighed in. 241.5 I think my scale is off.