Automan21k
Shared on Wed, 09/08/2010 - 14:33I know the “boy and his mother” sayings but my mom was an absolute saint, Church every Sunday, baking cookies on Monday, brownies on Thursday and always having a large full breakfast for my sister and I every morning before school. She’d get up early baking muffins, or pancakes. If she was running late for delivering meals to the homebound elderly, she at least made us waffles with syrup. Our lunches always had a sandwich, milk, chips, a pickle, fruit, and cookies, brownies, chocolate, or gummy bears. My Mom’s father was a co-founder for a rather successful local candy store, My Dad’s father delivered cookies cakes and pies to grocery stores. Add in living less than 10 miles from the Hershey Chocolate Factory and my sweet tooth was something not only passed down through the family but a direct necessity of life.
Stressed? Have chocolate
Scared? Hot Chocolate
Scraped your knee? Have a cookie
Having a really crappy day? have a homemade chocolate milkshake with sprinkles and crumbled up Oreos.
Breaking bad news? You better at least have a bag of gummy bears for me.
Celebrating anything? Cake, pie, blueberry crisp(Amish recipe only).
And NEVER turn down the desert menu at a restaurant EVER!
(and my mother-in-law is really awesome too)
Apparently at 28 I have now been notified that I live my life incorrectly. I just got a lecture about eating too much candy how someday I’ll be sorry, or at least make myself sick, from a co-worker the same age as me(but about 200lb heavier) in that motherly “I know what’s best for you so you better listen to me” tone. Yes, I know my blood sugar is high enough that I could boil it into caramel; but no diabetes yet, and I’m still healthy as an ox (and I don’t mean the old, fat, and dying kind of ox).
Ok, so I have had one hell of a crappy day, a lot of sugar and coffee to boot, but it helps me deal with my stress the way I was raised to deal with it and keeps my mouth occupied so I don’t say something ridiculously mean or something that will get me in trouble. When I deal with people like this I can normally bite my tongue; give them a “what the hell are you talking to me for?” look. But today I couldn’t even manage that, I just stared at them stunned that 1. They would care enough to try to tell me anything and 2. Because they were interrupting my feeding time…..and that is just something most people know not to do when I’m stress eating.
I find myself struggling against my self-implemented restraints as I hear that…..person…..telling a group of people 1 row over how she gave me a stern talking to because I was acting like a child eating candy by the hand full. Now let me get this strait, you tell me off for eating 3 snack size candy bars and are claiming mother of the year telling every person you can about your heroic battle to eliminate my sweet tooth just like you are trying (and failing) to do to your own 3 kids.
But I heard the kicker….the, “if he were raised properly he wouldn’t be the mess he is today”. Now I’ve only ever seen my father get into one fight and it was because of someone questioning how my mother raised me. The other guy (twice my father’s size) didn’t fair too well. But I’m staying calm because I still have 2 more Kit Kats left, and I’d hardly consider myself a mess, steady job, amazing wife, house, car, 3 bratty cats. But I’m staying calm because I have one more Kit Kat left.
GRRRRR….(from personal experience and what I learned from a lovely article on the main page) I really hate mothers who feel that need to impose what they learned about 5 year olds on the lives of people, who already have mothers of their own, and are old enough to live their own lives. I forgot, because you squirt out a kid (that was the result of a bad prom date (or possibly his friend) your sophomore year in high school(yes she openly admits to that) you now know everything about me and exactly how I should live my life in a way to "fix" me. The way to make me into the person you claim I should be. And now that I’m out of Kit Kats….I need to go to the vending machine.
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