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The Leavenworth Times - Leavenworth, KS
  • Down Home: Dodging dieters who expect you to join them

  • There's nothing worse than someone who is gloating from a successful diet plan and is determined that everyone else should be weighing, counting and measuring their daily food intake.


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  • There's nothing worse than someone who is gloating from a successful diet plan and is determined that everyone else should be weighing, counting and measuring their daily food intake.
     
    My youngest daughter decided she wanted to lose weight. I wasn't sure why, because the last time I fit in her size of clothes, I was in high school.
    It is bikini season, so the race was on and she was determined. She and some friends joined up and before I knew it she was bringing her own fat-free hot dogs and 0-point pickles every time we had a family gathering.
    The weight started coming off and that's when the harassment began.
    "You really should join with me Mom, you would feel so much better."
    I had no idea that I felt bad.
     
    "It's really easy, all you have to do is eat the right foods."
    I thought I was eating the right foods – chocolate I heard, is good for your heart.
    "Wouldn't it be nice to fit into your clothes better?"
    Doesn't bother me – I just buy bigger sizes.
     
    "Just write down everything you eat and stay within your point range."
    Sounds more like a chore than a diet, and I already have plenty of chores.
    The oldest daughter, on the other hand, is into the exercise part of the equation. After a 12-hour workday she still manages to go to the gym for a workout. She isn't as vocal with her suggestions on how to keep me healthy although I'm pretty sure the two of them are scheming behind my back. The next thing I know I'll be getting exercise equipment for birthday and Christmas presents instead of all the neat kitchen gadgets and recipe books they've been giving me. My boyfriend and I have basically been eating our way through each and every page.
     
    Instead, my son-in-law has been taking the brunt of her get-into-shape routine. Marriage often adds a few extra pounds and unfortunately for him, he gained both his and hers. He's launching a new diet plan and I'm showing my encouragement but secretly hoping they don't try to push the special "diet book" my way.
    He's off the hook for exercise, until he quits playing his video games. Apparently he is working up a sweat while playing virtual bowling and baseball.
     
    When he called me to see what he could bring for a family gathering, he suggested a dessert because he is the "cake master."
    I told him the younger daughter was bringing Angel Food Cake, (low in points apparently) but maybe he could bring something that would have a hint of chocolate in it.
    Page 2 of 2 - We both snickered as he whispered that he would bring his special double fudge nut brownies.
     
    I knew this guy was going to make an awesome son-in-law from the first time he made me creme brulee.
    Now I'm worried that if he gets on the skinny wagon, who will I get seconds with? Who will make me chocolate desserts? Who will stand up with me against these healthy, fit and in-shape daughters?
    It's meeting night and she called again about joining.
    "I'll think about it," I said as I dipped my hand into the bag of chocolate M&M's. "Definitely, will think about."
    Sandy Turner lives in the Kansas City area and writes this column for GateHouse Media.