I spent the weekend with my family vacationing at my mom's cottage. My fam (love them to death) has a history of over eating. My sister struggles with her weight. Actually, I think she's not too terribly over weight but she's unhappy with her weight, so I try to support her as much as I can.
Well, at lunch, we grilled food and I had my single hot dog and chips. On my sister's plate, was one hot dog, one brat and one tamale. And she was just getting started! Without thinking, and honestly, without knowing it was all just for her, I saw her plate and said, "Are you bringing food to mom, too?" thinking I was selfish for not offering to bring my mom a plate of food.
She looked at me and I swear, poison darts came out of her eyes! She thought I was being a smart arse. When she realized that I seriously thought all that food could not possibly be for her, this look of understanding came over her. She got it.
I'm happy to say that she only ate half of everything. She got a taste of each goodie, but didn't consume all those calories.
Later, after imbibing in the hot sun all day and night, my mom ruthlessly made fun of her "fat" neighbor. Their house is only 25 feet away from where we were sitting. I'm sure they had to hear. There was no power, so windows were open, no white noise.
I thought my mom was the biggest jerk ever. The very next day, we went to breakfast buffet. My mom, thinking she was sticking to a "good" diet, filled her plate with only bacon. No carbs, right? OMG, she proceeded to go up to the buffet, even cutting in line, FOUR more times for more bacon.
I swear, she had to have eaten a pound of it.
REALLY?! I wanted to strangle her. Not only because it was not a healthy breakfast, but because she is over weight herself, and she was just cruel talking about her neighbor that way.
What is it about portions, content and frequency of eating that some people just don't seem to get?