First thought, I have to give him kudos. He accepted responsibility when Mike talked to him about his choices. That whole segment made me pause the tv and have a conversation with my son, Logan. It made me cry when Mike said "sure they took me to buffets, but I was the one that chose my food". I said to Logan, "you can be sure as shit his choices weren't a double cheeseburger versus a spinach salad". I proceeded to talk to Logan about the choices I made in life and diet and how it affected him, and how grateful I am that he jumped on board the healthy eating bandwagon (he didn't have a whole lot of choice at 13) and embraced it. He's healthier, fitter, and dare I say, better looking for it. He's already going through the trials and tribulations of teenage angst, how much worse would it be if he were fat and pimply?
But I digress... Ron did a good thing, stepping up to his responsibility with Mike, and the parent in me applauds him. But then he blew all my love away with his sneaky underhandedness with Kristen. And she knew it. I get that he is only for his son. And that is admirable. Being a low down snake in the grass and a two faced bastard is not. The only reason he was able to keep his vow to Kathy was because of the percentage issue. That jerk got to save face and that's bullshit in my books. Be a man and fess up. There's more pride in standing by your son than there is in pretending to be something you are not. I'd rather a snake stood up and said "I'm a snake and I'm going to protect my brood, like it or not" than "I'm a magic fairy who always has your back, just like I promised" then bites you in a way you can't see coming.
Ahhhhhh, that feels better.
Yesterday I had lunch with my workout buddy. I had her over and prepared her a salad with garlic cheese toast. The salad had a serving of tofu, marinated in sweet chili sauce then pan seared. On the baby greens was half an apple each, a tablespoon of Romano Cheese, a serving of dry cottage cheese, and a sprinkle of Salad Elegance (damn, I wish we could get that stuff in Canada). The garlic cheese toast was Dempster's Flax Bread, a spray (from my Misto) of olive oil and an ounce of light mozza.
Thanks for listening,