It's often the little things that really counts...well some big ones too.HA! Anyway I've noticed a thing or two about myself of late. First, I don't write and blog like I should, and I don't tell my husband to bring back junk from the store. I can remember shouting out "bring me some ginger snaps, the orange sherbet, fiddle faddle, a roast for supper and on and on. I never really thought about it much but I really enjoyed sweet stuff. I was always baking things, and taking a bite or two, haha. I really liked meat too, in fact sweets and meats were my mainstay. Living in the country we had cows and hogs and turkeys and geese and duck, and goats...yes goats....and of course the infamous chickens. We were poor, but daddy was a great provider and fed not only his family but the NEIGHORHOOD! There was seldom a meal without meats and sweets.Now this isn't about blaming my parents for my failings, but the truth must be told, then we glean from it.
Coming home from school was usually a treat in that momma always had a "treat" for us, cookies, a pie, a cake, a sweetbread, a sweet potato pudding(the best!), and that was life on the farm. Then we would go out and daddy almost ALWAYS had work for us to do.
Though I was skinny as a rail then...I remembered those "good times", and incorporated it into my way of life...the Southern girl that I am! Later in life I attributed my weight gain to my genes. I am a McAllister, the genes run in my family. And of course DNA plays a part in many areas of life. But you can change your genes, but buddy it's hard work. I always wanted to look like daddy, tall and slim,WHEW he was skinny all his life. The baby of 22 children, his siblings tease that "there won't much left when he came along" For the Stewart's were big boned, daddy was the ONLY skinny Stewart I've ever seen. All his siblings were a ripe old size, not fat but tall and say "generous". I have sisters and brothers that look like daddy, but me and my deceased sister, and a brother took right after momma....not that there's anything wrong with that!!! Walking by the mirror sometimes I stop in amazement of how I look like momma, she was a beautiful wonderful woman, she struggled with her weight like me, but finally lost weight and lived 89 years. I would like to be like momma, able to change. I remember momma lost a lot of weight and was so proud of herself. I was skin and bones then and didn't think much about it, but she really did good.
I'm working hard to change my genes and a lotta other things in this time of life. I don't shout out the bad things anymore when my husband goes to the store without me. And when we go together, I can easily pass things up, no more sugar, and salt ridden things go into the basket. I do remember I have children and buy some things for them, but very little bad stuff.
Leaving for the store last week, I shouted to my husband, get me some apples(Granny Smith), carrots, some collards, a cabbage, some squash, vegetable broth, and I stopped in my tracks..Unknowingly my wants had changed! I would always want SOMETHING sweet, a pie crust, some kind of frosting for a cake...something..pork chops...something. I really can say that " No salt, no sugar, no junk, yeah me thing is working. And I had barely noticed...better keep it up, no need to go backwards now. I often think of this scripture and pray and work hard that it never happen to me again. 2 Peter 2:22 "But it happened unto them according to the true proverb, The dog is turned to his own vomit again; and the sow that was washed to her wallowing in the mire." Thank God my shout outs have changed!
