Vegas was a blast. I absolutely loved it; I didn't love the scale, though. I gained 5.6 pounds. Wow, I guess I shouldn't have eaten that brownie or drank that second strawberry daiquiri, but heck, you only live once and everyone has their weak moments.
This past week was not a good at all. I was not feeling well five out of the seven days. The only day I was feeling well enough to make it to Weigh of Life was Feb. 6. I’m feeling about 80 percent better now, but still not up to par, though.
I would like to start by thanking all of you who are posting positive comments to my blog. I check the blog every day to read the comments. Your thoughtful words help me when I'm having an "all I want to do is eat" day.
We are three weeks into the challenge and I am down from 252.4 to 241.6. I myself think that this is very good, considering I'm the type of person who used to think that if you exercised you should automatically lose weight.
For my blogs, I will be writing from Monday to Sunday. My reason for doing this is that Mondays are my weigh-in days. In my previous blog, I had written I had lost about 4 pounds. When I wrote that blog, I had not been weighed yet. I am happy to let you know that I am down 8 pounds since Jan. 5.
The Nuesse-gate hearings begin later this month, and we'll hit this story as hard as ever. One of the stars on the city's long list of witnesses is none other than the old wise man himself, Kevin Baxter.
After getting a couple of calls last Friday from parents of students in the Perkins school district, we learned that, yes, indeed, there had been a lockdown at Perkins High School and another at Briar Middle School on Thursday.
Yee-hah and hallelujah. Taxpayers aren't going to get sacked with the $22,000 bill for the tainted and inaccurate Murman report and the tens of thousands being spent right now on the Nuessegate civil service hearings.
"My pen is the barrel of the gun..." These are the words of Pete Wentz, my favorite lyricist. It's like the modern version of the quote "The pen is mightier than the sword," spoken by Edward Bulwer-Lytton in 1839.