So, everyone knows I’m dieting. And my family, God love them, are so supportive. Just one example ~ a few weeks ago, my sister invited me over for dinner but warned me ahead of time that she was making skillet barbecue chicken (a no-no on my eating plan). I said no problem, I’d stop and pick up some lettuce and have a salad. I get to my sister’s house and my mom has broiled me a chicken breast w/ veggies and it was absolutely delicious.
Tonight, same thing. She was making Stuffed Cabbage Rolls (the really, really good ones with the bread). Again, a no-no on my eating plan. So, again ~ not a problem. I’m thinking ahead and will just bring fixins’ for a great salad. Well, my sister calls from the store and asks what kind of lettuce I like (isn’t that sweet??) ~ which, I like everything except iceburg. Then she calls again and asks what kind of oil I like. I said it just depended on what I was making ~ she said, “Oh, well you were going to make a dressing last night but I didn’t have the right oil. I thought I’d pick some up because you’re at the house a lot with the girls.” Again, so nice. I don’t ask anyone to make any accomodations for me. I choose to live this way and can always plan around things. But the fact that they do these things and are so supportive is just so humbling sometimes. Especially for as independent as I like to think I am.
Sunday, we’re going to Mom’s for dinner so she can show off her new kitchen. Of course, I’ve been grilled up one side and down the other on what I can/cannot eat (…..er, choose to eat/choose not to eat, thank you very much). How great are these people?? I really can make anything work, but she’s going to make ham (lean cut), fresh veggies, and salad. I tell you, I thank God I have such a great support system with these people.