Why is it that whenever my mother comments upon my weight loss I feel the need to eat?!
She has a way of being . . . well, mean but when I call her on it, she thinks she's being encouraging.
Here's an example from last week when we were saying bye on the phone.
My mom: " I love you. Lose about 20 more pounds and I'll love you more. Just kidding, honey. I love you."
Tonight, she said she noted I had lost weight. Nothing more than that and yet I drove through Popeye's Chicken and had the skin of two chicken breasts.
(Fortunately, I ate so well during the day that I still stayed under 1900 calories for the day.)