Friday, May 9, 2008

Hot Potato

On my way home from PT, I drove through the local BBQ joint and picked up dinner. The 'one meat plate' for Rick, the stuffed baked potato for me and in case Liz would be hungry after work... a regular baked potato for her. She's not a big eater and she prefers to eat somewhat healthy... or at least think that she does.

On the way home, the phone rang. It was Liz.

"I got off work early and I wanna know what our dinner plans are."
"Well, I just picked up Dickey's and I got you a baked potato."
"MOM! NO! I DON'T WANT TO EAT IT! I ONLY EAT HEALTHY NOW!!"

- yeah, sure -

So my brilliant response was, "So, don't eat it."

Back at home, food all laid out, Elizabeth did eat the baked potato, chastising me the entire time. She works at Curves now, you know. And if I didn't know it, I was reminded over and over again. And it was grilled into my overweight brain how badly Rick and I eat and how dare us force our potato on her.

Then Liz hopped in the car and ran out to buy some acceptable foods. Fruits, veggies and tons of V8. Like she's really going to eat that stuff.

Yep, it was a fun night. Kashi anyone?

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