That La Kid

wishin' an' hopin'!


on July 14, 2013

We’ve got to do something different. The same old thing has left Tom and I morbidly obese. Think about that word. MORBID. Morbid, as in death. Obesity killed 115,000 Americans in 2008… or something like that. I hear the nay-sayers out there, “I’d much rather have 50 happy years than 100 miserable ones.” Tell that to your grandchildren. Personally, I don’t find delighting in the bounty that God has prepared for us miserable. Watermelon is delicious. I love tomatoes. I love the rainbow of produce and get excited about natural food resources, living off the farm the way my ancestors did. Why should I eat man-made rice puffs when something like walnut granola is so accessible? I’m not miserable.


So, I bust out my granola this morning and was furious at how deceptive this “good” company was in their packaging. The actual cereal doesn’t even fill the box halfway.


Furious that is, until I pulled out the Rice Krispes box. Also deceptive. When you compare what you get for your money, it’s not such a bad deal eating right. The Rice Krispies box is HUGE! The bag inside is pretty much full to the top, but…


I tried reading the nutritional values and couldn’t really make heads or tails of it. I guess there’s a learning curve.

I think a lot about the ’80s and what our parents fed us growing up. The ’90s, too. I ate a lot of Doritos. I ate canned vegetables. I ate Velveeta Shells n’ Cheese. I ate a lot of bread, chicken nuggets, Twinkies, Oatmeal Creme Pies, Oreos, grilled cheese, pudding cups and the soda… oh my God, the soda. All of these are fine once in a while, but when your diet is comprised of these things it can be deadly. (MORBIDly obese, right?) the only good thing on my list was canned vegetables and look how greatly it is outnumbered by all the junk! Soda for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. Huge cups. At the height of my glory, I’d say I drank a 2 liter a day by myself. Coke’s not going to kill you, but holy balls there is nothing moderate about that.


I want to be with this guy forever. I know I’ll go long before he does, but I want to see HIM become a grandfather. I want him to know Big Macs are not food. He’s given me motivation to do a lot of things: save money, find a church, and become the picture of health.

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