Moderation? kind of the same as normal!

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this moderation thing is kind of messing this pig up. my idea use to be if

you dig it, I mean really like it, then have all you can eat until you can't eat

no more! then nurses and saw bones tells me if I get any bigger they won't be

able to operate on me on the table. they will have to leave me on the floor and

he said he hated to bend over, so I was in trouble! so he ask me about eating in

moderation? then you guys tell me to just go on and eat what I like, but just do

it in moderation! well I'm thinking my idea of moderation may be a bit larger

then most of you are thinking. instead of just simply grabbing a large spoon and

eating the ice cream right out of the bucket it comes in, get a bowl and use a

little spoon to eat the bowl full. it is after all cutting down what size of ice

cream I use to eat, so there for the full bowl is in moderation, isn't it? so I

can go out to Wal-Mart and buy me my favorite package of cookies! well can't

just decide on one favorite, so I may need to purchase seven different packages

and only eat one from each sack. to me this would be moderation for the way I

use to eat these same cookies. now take milk for another example, you who have

more sense then does this pig will have a eight ounce glass of milk and call it

moderation and for you it is. now for me instead of the 32 ounce glass I drank

twice at breakfast, I will now have only a 20 ounce glass and this is moderation

for me. As we can see moderation and Normal both depend on the person in

question, isn't this right? now on the other hand if your idea of moderation is

one very small cookie which in reality is just one bite for a pig, then I don't

believe I will bother if this is all I can have based on your opinion of

moderation. I would rather use my idea instead. like the lady who picked her up

a box of cookies and ate to many before she realized she was a bad girl! If that

had of been me? I would have ate the whole box and then instead of telling my

self what a bad fat pig I was, I would then tell my self to go on and eat the

rest because the damage was all ready done and a bit more isn't going to change

the bad. I say if you are going to stumble, then fall off the cliff and not the

curb! it's really kind of a sick way of thinking if you want to know the truth,

but then I have been called worse then just sick! I just can't eat what I use to

eat in my idea of moderation or your's. I mean your idea is of course the right

way and your idea of moderation is as it should be for all of us who wish to

continue living, but I have no good sense of moderation in my life now based on

my yesterday's of huge portions. you can't get to over 300 pounds with out

having huge portions of what ever it is you eat. my idea of a salad is out of a

serving bowl. I mean if you plan to eat a salad for dinner, then eat a real

salad that is proud to call it self a salad! I think I really may be able to eat

one cookie, but I can assure you right now this pig will look around in order to

buy the largest package of large cookies I can find, this way my one cookie will

be a big cookie! my honey likes for me to make home made chocolate chip cookies

with pecans. the only problem is I should get at least 3 dozen from the recipe,

but I only get maybe 16. I'm thinking I just can't get pass the thought that if

moderation is good, then bigger is much better. so I should make smaller

cookies? yes I know this is so and you are all right once again, but this pig

just simply isn't there at this time. I just can't go for moderation of those

items that I use to over eat in huge amounts. maybe next year at this same time,

but not to day for sure. how many of you use to go eat Mexican food and eat just

one bowl of ships and dip? here in Oklahoma they bring you all the chips with

dip you can eat for only $7 and no charge if you order from the menu. then there

is those round things made from flour or corn that you got to tare in to at

least 5 with butter and the little veggies! then you got to order some fried hot

peppers to go with the cold beer with salt and lime around the rim! then here

comes your main dish so stop eating all that for the main course! Now I'm here

to tell you guys right now once you decide you are going to eat right and

control your blood sugar, you better not go to a Mexican restaurant that serves

you like I'm talking about here! I have done it twice in the past 3 weeks and

not ate those chips or the flour and corn what ever that I can't spell. all the

pig had was that meat and onions they bring out in a skillet that is on fire and

man o man is it just so good! I had nothing with it off of that plate of beans

and all the rest to make one of the flour things in to a burrito. I only ate

what was in the skillet because I know the pig we are talking about way better

then any one does and I would have tore that plate up and all those other things

as well, then I would have stopped to catch my breath. I didn't even have 3

beers with lime and salt on the rim. I cried to tell you the truth because I had

to only drink water. can you even start to feel the pain I felt from looking at

all those chips and dips that every one else was enjoying? it just about caused

me to act up like a kid throwing a fit in public! I actually wondered what every

one would have thought if I threw my fat butt on the floor and rolled back and

forth yelling my pig head off because it just wasn't one bit fair! Now a person

that has good sense would wonder why I even went in that kind of a restaurant in

the first place when I all ready knew how hard it was going to be? well I was

simply born with a hard fat head and there is a part of me that thinks I have to

prove a point to me if no one else cares and the rest didn't care how I ate or

what I ate, but I cared and I had to prove to me that I could go in there and

eat right with other folks who were eating all wrong. I can't stop living life

and stop hanging out with people, so I got to over come food and the best way to

do it is face the food you dig the most head on like I done! by the way, my

sugar 3 hours later was 114! the people I was with said go on and eat what you

like, but do it in moderation. now see? here is that word once again that is

every where I turn now days! my idea of moderation would have sent my sugar over

200 because my idea of less would still be lots more then any of you would have

ate on your worse day. I'm sure us who are over eaters can and do learn how to

eat in moderation after a while. I'm not sure if I ever will, but I do know I

can with some things because I proved it in the Mexican restaurant. here in OkC

we only have a Mexican restaurant every 25 feet. well not that many I guess, but

it is my very favorite food to eat and they are as thick as hair on a dog's back

around this city. plus it seems to me that every body and there dog wishes to go

eat Mexican food when they go out. When in Rome, you do as the roman's do. so

what we have learned from this pile of ramble to day is you and I may all be

normal, but who is the real judge of what is Normal? to me moderation is the

same way and I know it shouldn't be. of course I am a pig in more ways then just

hanging the feed bag on most of the day long. I as well just have piggish ways

about me and all my buds will tell you it is so and calling me a pig is only in

a loving way. I'm trying to teach the piggish ways of me how to eat less and for

now stay away from those things I really dig. that butter milk in the ice box is

killing me because I can't go down what is left. I haven't had a glass of moo

milk in more then 3 weeks going on four now. I only had 3 gallons a week, so in

my opinion moderation would only be one gallon a week instead, but at 13 carbs

per eight ounces? last time I looked a gallon only had 128 ounces. so 13 times

128 is to many carbs in one week from just one food item! see? the pig is

learning! I'm figuring it out! there is hope for me yet! love you guys and sorry

for the ramble again. sure didn't mean to. just happens when my fingers get on

my keyboard.