I need to whine to someone and it doesn’t feel right doing it on Facebook (again) with so much of my family on there (I don’t think any of them read my blog, so I’m safe).
When my mom gets bored, she comes over here and hangs out for a few hours. Our relationship used to revolve around food. When I know a day or so ahead of time, I’ll feed her here but most of the time, I don’t find out until she calls me at 7 am. Now that I’m thinking about it, it’s kind of like an affair. She only calls and/or comes over when hubby’s not home! lol
Anyway, this is about the 10th time (probably more than that) we’ve had this discussion:
My mom: “I don’t understand why you can’t eat at the salad bar.”
Me: “It’s not that I can’t, I choose not to.”
My mom: “Why?”
Me: “Because with everything I would add to my salad, it would be too many carbs.”
My mom: “What about fruit?”
Me: “Oh, that’s even worse!”
My mom: “So, you don’t eat any fruit?”
My mom: “Not even a banana? That’s just stupid.”
Me: “No. Let me put it to you this way. I can either not eat the fruit or eat the fruit and take diabetes meds. Which one would you prefer? (dumb question)”
My mom: “The fruit”
Me: “Well, I prefer to not be on meds.”
We have this exact same conversation at least twice a month and it’s just so irritating I want to scream! She also has type 2 diabetes and still eats whatever she wants because she’s taking her pills. Heck, I even know someone who is type 1 who just ups her insulin so she can have that ice cream or cake. And they look at me like I’m crazy! I like having feeling in my toes and no cataracts, thank you very much! I don’t ever tell others how to eat or exercise or live. I may bitch in private but I don’t preach to any of them and I’m so tired of them preaching to me. All this despite the fact that they have seen first hand how much healthier I am and how fit I’m becoming. O.k. I think I’m done. I’m now going to try making some low carb soft tortillas (I looked up those ones you suggested, http://weight2lose2013.wordpress.com/ but they don’t carry them here). I’ll let you all know if they end up tasting like cardboard (and they are not the cauliflower ones I’ve seen … that just sounds nasty).