Hi all.
My mom is 83 and lives with hubby and me. She still drives and is very active; shops, goes to visit friends and is taking classes at the senior center. This is just a vent, because I know she'll never change and I just need to deal with it. And it has nothing to do with age, so please don't flame me for picking on a senior citizen.
Today starts my 27th day on Atkins and I've lost 23 pounds. I've told Mom a billion times that I can only eat meat, chicken, fish and veggies. To keep it simple. I've told her that if I can eat anything she's eating, I will ask her for some.
So yesterday all three of us went to the movies. And she's chomping away loudly on her popcorn. "DO YOU WANT SOME POPCORN, HONEY?" And I just wanted to stab my eyeballs out of my head with a Bic pen. We've gone to the movies every week for the last month and I've explained to her that I can't eat popcorn. Sigh.
Sorry, all. I know I have to keep myself focused on the health that this journey will bring and not the speedbumps along the way, but it's like talking to a wall.
That, and I was grumpy because at this theatre, they provide seasoning sprinkles for the popcorn...caramel, garlic, jalapeno, parmesan...and it all smells so good. I had to nurse my diet rite soda while leaning on the chair in front of me to escape the 'corn eating frenzy that Mom and dh were enjoying.
Thanks for listening.
My mom is 83 and lives with hubby and me. She still drives and is very active; shops, goes to visit friends and is taking classes at the senior center. This is just a vent, because I know she'll never change and I just need to deal with it. And it has nothing to do with age, so please don't flame me for picking on a senior citizen.
Today starts my 27th day on Atkins and I've lost 23 pounds. I've told Mom a billion times that I can only eat meat, chicken, fish and veggies. To keep it simple. I've told her that if I can eat anything she's eating, I will ask her for some.
So yesterday all three of us went to the movies. And she's chomping away loudly on her popcorn. "DO YOU WANT SOME POPCORN, HONEY?" And I just wanted to stab my eyeballs out of my head with a Bic pen. We've gone to the movies every week for the last month and I've explained to her that I can't eat popcorn. Sigh.
Sorry, all. I know I have to keep myself focused on the health that this journey will bring and not the speedbumps along the way, but it's like talking to a wall.
That, and I was grumpy because at this theatre, they provide seasoning sprinkles for the popcorn...caramel, garlic, jalapeno, parmesan...and it all smells so good. I had to nurse my diet rite soda while leaning on the chair in front of me to escape the 'corn eating frenzy that Mom and dh were enjoying.
Thanks for listening.


(he has his own little treat cupboard, where I put all the carby treats, I just don't dare open it or go anywhere near it).

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