The reason I don't blog...

It is the dumbest reason on this planet, trust me...get ready for it....I hate signing in and going through the whole rigamarole of putting in my username and password. But, now it just remembers me and look how many blog my faithful readers (3...4 of you?) get!

So, I didn't lose any weight this week. Not the end of the world, but still a setback. I didn't dwell on it, mainly because I had so much extra stuff on my mind today. We had a major deadline today and I was B-U-S-Y :0 But, I am also attributing the lack of a loss (is that a double negative?) to two things: TOM (ladies, you can figure it out) and the fact that I was in a contest yesterday. The dumbest (but kind of fun) contest ever known to man: a drinking water contest. Yes, my zest for water rubbed off on my team at work and we all of a sudden found ourselves in a little water drinking contest.

This is how it went down: Everyone at 8am started filling up their water bottles, mugs, really whatever receptacle they had handy. So, it began. I started off slow, but then caught up with a gusto. 100 ounces in and it wasn't even noon yet. At lunch I gave myself a half an hour reprieve, only to start up again with much gusto. Fast forward to 3:15; I'm down by sixteen ounces, but when I finish my current bottle I would have won by four. Kathy already conceded, but I wasn't at my desk when all the conversations were going down. Everyone else thought it was over except for me, because I wasn't there. Then Adam said "Hey Ande, how many ounces are you at?" to which I had to reply, since I took a page from Honest Abe's book, "This will put me at 220", which would give me the win. So, the Dragon, realizing he would lose, went and filled up again to beat me by 16 ounces. Yes, I drank 220 ounces in less than eight hours and still lost by sixteen. Who does that happen to? The reason I was still in it to win it was because the winner did not have to chip in for bagels, which I cannot eat anyways. The ultimate loser (Kathy since she conceded) had to pick up the bagels that we all chipped in for. That is my water story, and that is one of the reasons I did not lose weight.

I think I did lose, but a few female/natural factors are standing in my way. But, watch out next week as I am not messing around or playing games, I am winning! Don't believe me? Huh, punk? No, JK readers, I'm not mad.

Tomorrow my friends at work and I are having a X-mas/Gift exchange party at Pammy's. Luckily, friday night dinners are my cheat time, so I can enjoy some good food and good company. I am making taco dip (obvi), and then I made those oreo truffles, which some may remember from a previous post. I just made them and didn't lick my hands once :) They were messy and they don't look as good as they did earlier this week, but I bought the wrong chocolate except for one stick and was trying to make do. Note to self: Remember the recipe when you go to the grocery store.

This weekend LB comes into town, which is fantastic. She's one of a kind and really good people. Ti and I are both blessed to be able to call her one of our best friends. Ti and her are the best together and really compliment each other so well. I'm just the third wheel, big sister but I'm glad to be included. "Hey, Ti and Lori-someone wants to talk to you on the porch." Don't worry readers, two of you will get that!

I would like to conclude with a rant to mother nature. Ahem (clears throat), now that I have your attention Ms. Nature, I would like to bring up a quick, fun fact....it is record breaking low temperatures and it is unsafe for people to go outside, nonetheless, live comfortably. There was a power outage last night (touche Mother Nature-that wasn't funny) and while it did not affect me, it affected my fellow man, and for that I am outraged. That is cruel and unusual. Furthermore, the pets that must go outside or live outside, actually all animals that are outside, should not be subjected to such inhumane temperatures just so that they can perform their natural acts and get their daily exercise. Please shape up or ship out. (end rant)

Oh, quick question: Does anyone know if Native Americans used to travel south for the winter, much like birds? If not, how did they survive?

Peace!