The Lost Goat

Ever seen a lost goat? When a goat thinks it is lost, it runs around in a panic, screaming madly for the herd. I've seen goats step around the barn, lose line of sight on the other goats, and run around like this for fifteen minutes before figuring out the herd is only a few feet away. The herd ignores the panicked goat entirely, unless the lost goat is young enough for its mama to care. As a lost goat, where better to find other goats than on the seemingly endless plain of the blogosphere?

Sunday, March 4, 2012

Week in Review - 2/26 - 3/3

I weighed 200.6 lbs again today. I worked out three times this week, so my goal is to up that to four next week. Also, I brought home a pile of girls scout cookies, which I need to avoid until Mr. Goat eats them all.

My mom's party went well yesterday. My uncle is still very sick but they are not sure what the problem is.

Everything else is pretty much on autopilot. I am totally exhausted and both babies are asleep, so I am going to crash out.