I personally am not experiencing the junk food blues, but my poor family has been subjected to the fruits of my mid-life crisis. Since the beginning of the year, I have been weaning the family off of junk foods (cookies, fried foods, and ice cream) and replacing them with healthy alternatives.
Everyone in my house is overweight, except for the dogs, and while I can't do much about hubby's food choices (he does work out regularly, so I'm not as worried, other than the high cholesterol), I am trying to teach the kids to make healthy choices. I was adamant when they were very young, but I went wrong somewhere. Maybe where I went wrong was in allowing them to spend so much time with my mother, the junk food junkie, who fills them up with soda pop and all kinds of sugary goodness.
Now, I have become known around my house as the "food Nazi" and "tofu hippie" and while it was funny at first, it's getting quite annoying, but since I mentioned it is starting to bother me, hubby has been more supportive.
However, I am beginning to see the fruits of my love. My younger son chooses granola over Pop Tarts most mornings, and raw fruits or veggies as an afternoon snack, and I see that he's starting to slim down some. My older son still rebels, but at least I have them both convinced that one soda pop a day is sufficient.
However, my mother still continues to buy them junk food in mass quantities, even buying them each a 12 pack of pop to bring home (and while they know that one pop a day is sufficient, they still manage to drink it all in a few days). I don't mind when hubby takes them out to buy a bottle of pop, or even a bag of chips, but how on earth do I keep my mother from sending them home with all this crap, without cutting her off from seeing her grandsons? I have asked her repeatedly to stop sending this crap home, but she persists, saying that I drank pop and ate junk food all my life and it didn't hurt me any....HELLO!!! I'm 100 lbs. overweight and it's killing me! I tell her that, but she's so far in denial that she thinks her darling daughter is a size 6. It's nice to be so unconditionally loved....
I think I HAVE turned into the food Nazi, but instead of watching myself turn into my mother as I grow older, I'm turning into my mother in law (which probably isn't so bad, because she's a neat lady). Is that so bad?
Anyway, thanks to anyone who took the time to read this. I don't know whether I'm venting or asking for advice or what.
Everyone in my house is overweight, except for the dogs, and while I can't do much about hubby's food choices (he does work out regularly, so I'm not as worried, other than the high cholesterol), I am trying to teach the kids to make healthy choices. I was adamant when they were very young, but I went wrong somewhere. Maybe where I went wrong was in allowing them to spend so much time with my mother, the junk food junkie, who fills them up with soda pop and all kinds of sugary goodness.
Now, I have become known around my house as the "food Nazi" and "tofu hippie" and while it was funny at first, it's getting quite annoying, but since I mentioned it is starting to bother me, hubby has been more supportive.
However, I am beginning to see the fruits of my love. My younger son chooses granola over Pop Tarts most mornings, and raw fruits or veggies as an afternoon snack, and I see that he's starting to slim down some. My older son still rebels, but at least I have them both convinced that one soda pop a day is sufficient.
However, my mother still continues to buy them junk food in mass quantities, even buying them each a 12 pack of pop to bring home (and while they know that one pop a day is sufficient, they still manage to drink it all in a few days). I don't mind when hubby takes them out to buy a bottle of pop, or even a bag of chips, but how on earth do I keep my mother from sending them home with all this crap, without cutting her off from seeing her grandsons? I have asked her repeatedly to stop sending this crap home, but she persists, saying that I drank pop and ate junk food all my life and it didn't hurt me any....HELLO!!! I'm 100 lbs. overweight and it's killing me! I tell her that, but she's so far in denial that she thinks her darling daughter is a size 6. It's nice to be so unconditionally loved....
I think I HAVE turned into the food Nazi, but instead of watching myself turn into my mother as I grow older, I'm turning into my mother in law (which probably isn't so bad, because she's a neat lady). Is that so bad?
Anyway, thanks to anyone who took the time to read this. I don't know whether I'm venting or asking for advice or what.