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Shame On Me! Saturday

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I have always loved Underwood brand sandwich spreads. If you've ever eaten them, you know that once you take off the fancy paper wrapper, there's just a plain metal can underneath. Well, when Renni and Cota were small and I had just started dating the man that would become my now ex-has been ( not a typo), this little detail enabled me to play the best trick...

  I had actually met EH for the first time, back when we were in the 2nd grade. He was a chubby kid then. From pictures, I discovered that, during the years we had lost track of one another, he had became really obese. By the time we met again, he had been in the service for a couple of years and was looking really good. When we started dating, I met his mother and found that she was also overweight. This has nothing to do with anything except to back up my point that they had a real problem understanding how someone could actually eat and still be skinny.

Even after giving birth to two children, I was skin and bones in their eyes. I was skinny, at 5' 6", I only weighed 103 lbs. But really, I ate all the time. I had dealt with an eating disorder as a teen, but I credit stress for keeping me so small, after I reached adulthood. At any rate, they were convinced that I was either starving myself or else I was throwing up my meals. They did not speak of this to me, but I could hear them sneaking to the bathroom door after meals, listening for evidence that I was doing so. I never called them on it, but it really boiled my blood. They were also always pushing food on me. 

One weekend, when Future-Ex-EH was home on leave and spending the weekend at my place, he walked into the kitchen, just as I was dipping a knife into the can of Underwood sandwich spread, making a sandwich. "What are you eating?", he asked. A sudden stroke of evil genius hit me. I kept a straight face and replied, "Cat food.", shrugged my shoulders and took a big bite of my sandwich. Not sure if he had heard me correctly, he asked, "What did you say?". I repeated, "Cat Food." and took another bite. His face was losing color, "Are you serious?!" With no change in my expression, I said, " Of course I'm serious. How do you think I stay so skinny? Cat food is all protein, with hardly any fat. Wanna bite?", I held the remainder of my sandwich under his nose. He bolted from the room. Going to barf up his guts, I am sure.

  I let him off the hook, after a few weeks. He told me later that the fact that I was a single mom, with two kids to support, helped add to how convincing my story was. He knew I had to be cutting corners somewhere, to get by. So my eating cat food made perfect sense.

Shame On Me!

1 comment:

  1. That is so funny! In TV commercials cat food does look delish. Never had a cat. How would I know?! LOL


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