Mama,
Danielle and Alex wanted to watch the Shaq show tonight. I didn't know what they were talking about, so Danielle was trying to explain it to me but Alex thought she was taking too long, and she burst out saying, "It's the show with super huge fat kids!" Well alrighty then.
Am I the only one who thinks it's ironic that Aunt Elaine watches this and other shows on obesity WHILE she eats food?
Anyway, the show is about how Shaq is going to try to help these six very fat kids get less fat and more healthy. He took them to a hospital in Miami where each kid got an MRI and they could see pictures of the fat surrounding their organs. That looked pretty cool. I wish I could get that. All the kids cried and got really upset when they found out how serious the problem was.
But later when they were supposed to be working out, they weren't. It was sad. This one boy is a year younger than me and he has bigger boobs than I do. There was something weird about that kid - he was immature, but it went beyond that. Yeah. So we'll see if these kids lose weight and get healthy or what. The mom of one of the kids buys him fast food like multiple times each week.
At one point, Dani looked at me and whispered, "We could have been super huge fat people if we'd been younger when Mommy died."
You know what? She's totally right. If you hadn't taught me how to cook and look up recipes and follow directions that would totally be us - Aunt Elaine never cooks. Remember when I used to have to drag a chair over to the stove because otherwise I was too short? And that I was scared to pour eggs into the pan because I thought something hot would splatter on my hand and burn me? Thanks for forcing me to learn to cook.
Our fire family dinners seem to be on hold - everyone is going on vacations and stuff. Aunt Elaine was NOT pleased. I can tell she's going to be extra bitchy this week because we're all home.
Love,
Sam
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Your story about cooking is compelling, Sam. And your sister is very insightful.
You're a warrior.
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