The Crazy Suburban Mom: Making peace with the great apple juice famine of my youth

Friday, June 17, 2011

Making peace with the great apple juice famine of my youth

You know, dieting is about food, but not all about food.  Since starting Nutrisystem  I took a personal inventory and found  I've assessed quite a lot of blame for the size of my backside.

The introspection idea seemed sound until it deteriorated into a wah-wah session about my mother only bringing home orange juice for my [skinny] sister and never apple juice like I wanted.

My theory?

The Great Apple Juice Famine of my youth was a plot carried out over many years by my mother to keep me from drinking any; apple juice being the primary reason women have closets full of clothes they can't fit into.

Ya.

This was a personal inventory turning point.  Now.  That isn't to say my convoluted, windy road to overweight, wasn't dotted by a crossing guard named mommy in many, many (Many) places but, Tracy. Man up, already. She died nineteen years ago, put on your big girl panties and put down the Cheetos.

It is very easy to assess blame in places that don't sting.  It's easy to blame my mother; not so easy to blame a few things about me that I've not wanted to address (i.e. I hate to exercise).

I have a metaphor about assessing blame in the wrong direction.  Every car keying case on Judge Judy is the same; there's a Girl, a Cheater and a Cheatee.

The case:  Girl  gets hold of Cheater's cell and finds out about the hook-up, keys Cheatees car, and VoilĂ ! Thanks to the magic of television Cheatee sues Girl while I'm doing laundry. There's a big hoopla of of emotion but it can be summed up with one visual.

cheatee


The case always ends the same. Judge Judy makes Girl  pay and gives her a  loud life lesson, Why are you mad at her, she owes you NOTHING.  He's the one who had a commitment to you. 


And she's right, you know.  Girl has a relationship with Cheater but it's so much easier to be mad at Cheatee, or in my case Cheetos...  And my mother.

I just took a big girl pill. I need a pedometer. 

I'm going  to get  to 10,000 steps a day but the one I just took was the biggest.


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Glazed Chicken and Green Beans, my favorite meal so far....

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* This post is sponsored by the letter B, G and P for Big, Girl  and Pill.  Nutrisystem is providing me with the food and program materials in exchange for blogging.* 

4 Comments:

Lin 6/17/11, 10:31 PM  

WOW! You are rockin' those pounds away!!! Good for you, pally!

I wonder how much of our eating habits are ingrained by events and perceptions of our youth? My mom used to only buy butter pecan ice cream. Why? Because we hated it and she knew we wouldn't eat it and she'd have it all to herself.

I don't like ice cream and I wonder if that had something to do with that experience. Go ahead and choke on it, mom. I don't even want it. Hmmmmmm...?

Isn't it weird how food is sooo in our heads?

I don't like exercising either. But I do like a good bike ride or a walk. Just don't make me do it at a gym.

Babes Mami 6/18/11, 9:05 AM  

I never got mad at the girl when my ex cheated on me. Yes that does mean I let him do it time and time and time (and time and time) again. Total 8 times that I know of. Because I was a dumb girl. I got mad at him everytime (except the time his sister was there HELPING him talk a girl into believing he and I weren't together. The I got mad at his sister) because he was the jackass doing it. Not the girl.

This comment is clearly not about apple juice but I'm just saying.

Good luck with your steps. I never did well with a pedometer. I do well with cardio.

Vonlipi 6/18/11, 11:39 PM  

We never had any sweets in the house except at Xmas and Easter.

My mother bought the worst snacks EVER! Rancid corn chips and stale peanuts....Maybe that is why I'm such a snacker....

Maybe everytime I eat some snack mix or chips my sub-conscious is screaming I CAN BUY MY OWN SNACKS EVIL WITCH!

Keep going girl! I'm very proud of you :)

Lynette 6/19/11, 6:42 AM  

Yeah your right. Time to key those pounds.....just like you did the first 14! Can you believe that.....14 lbs gone! That is more than your favorite purse totally loaded down.

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