Oh. My. God. You will never believe what happened yesterday. My mum ate a spoonful of egg fried rice with bacon in it!! Like, actual rice with actual bacon that is actual food. And you know what? She didn't spontaenous combust, her tongue did not swell to gigantic proportions and turn blue, she didn't gain five dress sizes instantly. She is exactly the same, except she got to eat egg friend rice and I didn't.
Now this was very strange for me. I want to denounce her as a cheat and a fraud in group on Wednesday. She also told me she's been putting milk in her tea. MILK. IN HER TEA!!
It's horrible really because I am being ever so good and my LL brainwashing is proceeding at an agreeable pace. If the others in the group lapse, it's fine. They just said 'I had a bad week, I lapsed', we all say 'oh poor you, you weak willed turkey' and then feel smug that we lost more weight than them and are clearly of better moral fibre. This situation, however, was my mum saying 'Can I have some of your rice?' and me saying 'Are you crazy?' and then her eating rice right in front of me and saying 'That tastes delicious when you haven't eaten for two weeks'. It was right in front of me, it wasn't someone else telling a boring story with the food items editted out at a time when I've just been told how much weight I've lost and sat through a propaganda filled DVD.
The worst thing of all is that no awful catastrophe befell her. I've got it in to my head that if I eat food an anvil will fall from the sky or my stomach will explode like a pigeon. It will be the very worst thing that could happen. I will fall ill with carb induced flu. My head will split open. But there she was, reading heat magazine with rice in her belly and no pus oozing from her eyes. I'm still dumbfounded even now.
How could she? How could she so blithely go against lighter life? She's totally ruining it for herself.
Having an angelic LL ally is good. It makes you happy and motivated. Living with a LL rebel, however is not what I want. I don't want to see her flouting the rules and drinking goddamn milky tea. If she loses more than me, I will be very cross.
Then maybe I will drop an anvil on her food-chewing head.
The thing is my mum has survived cancer, she kicked my dad's ass a little while ago, she went to town on our neighbour when he tried to kill our dogs. She's a kick ass toughster. How is she giving in after only two weeks?
