nicoles That combination of sweet and fat (chocolate) is my biggest weakness.
VegSexy Sorry to hear about your rough week. Your mention of pizza, made me think of several years ago, when I was on the atkins diet. I was out of town and went to a pizza place and ordered a pizza. I scraped the cheese and meat off, and only ate that part. Now I would do the same thing, except only eat the crust and the sauce. Funny huh.
lifeisgreat bear in mind, when I say we argue, the conversation is still about 80% her.
The book looks interesting. I may have to check it out.
kirstykay Haha, in short, the cardiologist said, wear gloves.
Riva Occasionally there will be stories like this in the news.
http://tinyurl.com/dxzzg5w The baby dies, the parents were irresponsible, but also happened to be vegan, so that makes it a big story. Honestly, before I watched Forks Over Knives, that's about all I knew about vegans.
What's funny, is if I don't argue with her, she takes my silence as arrogance, and accuses me of always needing to be right. Even if I haven't said a word. I guess I just look arrogant...
Adrienne The linchpin of her argument is if smoking was really dangerous it would be illegal.
The other thing that keeps coming up, is I decided to go on this diet, without talking it over with her. To which my only response is, she's just mad she didn't get a chance to talk me out of it before I started.
didi One of the reasons I married her, is because I thought she was a strong and independent woman. But lately, if she says tomato and I say tomahto, I get accused of being over-bearing and domineering. I'm pretty good at agreeing to disagree, we've done that on many things over the course of our marriage, I think all good couple have to. Lately though, that doesn't seem to be an option.
carollynne Haha, nope no life insurance. I didn't have any prior to my heart attack at 38, and if you have a heart attack at 38, and then get diagnosed with diabetes, you will NOT get life insurance.
Glad to hear about your vegan pot luck. The vegans I met at the FoK screening were talking about getting one together. I'd love to go, but doubt I would, at least not while the wife is insane.
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[email protected], I'll have to check into that cookbook. I'm still not much for doing recipes, but I'd like to have a few in my repertoire for guests and meat eaters to try. Do you have a link to that meatless loaf?
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The cardiologist said not to worry about the low pulse rate, unless I was getting dizzy. He also didn't seem to have a problem with me cutting my dose in half for my lisinopril. I either have a really good cardiologist or a really bad one...lol
The deal my wife suggested was, if she quits smoking, I paint the house. So we went out last night and bought 10 gallons of paint, and accessories. Then we went to dinner, at our favorite Italian place. I had penne contadina in marinara, it was very good, a little oily, but not too bad. The wife, who is not much of a drinker, ordered a bottle of wine. She probably drank 3/4's of it. After we got done she was clearly tipsy and wanted to go to a local bar we've been to a few times. We walked in, didn't know anybody, they asked for a cover charge, so we decided to leave. Then she started in about wanting cigarettes. I refused to argue with her after she had been drinking, but she definitely went on a tiraid. I refused to buy her cigarettes, I told her if she wanted some, she had to get one of our sons to take her, because she was putting a large portion of the blame on them for continuing to smoke.
I unloaded the car, while I was carrying stuff in, she slipped into the drivers seat and took off. She was back in 3 or 4 minutes, probably just went around the block of something. I'm getting tired of this.
Right now, for me at least, I'm just trying to hang on til Memorial Day. My hope is our friends see the changes, listen to what I have to tell them, and then talk some sense into the wife. More than likely though, they'll think I've gone off the deep end and wish I'd done something sensible like getting gastric bypass surgery.
Guess I'll go paint now. I'll keep my end of the bargain, even if she doesn't.