Which is something I’m sure many women can relate to, whether you’re big or small or tall or short or fat or thin or eat healthy or eat junk all the time or exercise every day or don’t exercise at all.

I was talking with some friends yesterday about being overweight and body image and it got me to thinking….was I really a fat child or was it just that my family didn’t know what to do with me since a) we didn’t share the same genes and b) I wasn’t built like them? Though I have to confess even at 10 and 11 I had celulite, which my grandfather took great delight in reminding me no 10 year old should have every time his sorry, drunken ass he got the chance. (from a writer’s standpoint I find the whole cause and effect rather fascinating especially after seeing the whole grandfather/grandchild scenario repeated with my youngest son and MY father).

And in today’s society even my 11 year old SON worries about his weight. He’s not thin, he may never be thin but he’s active and we’re working on his eating habits. I figure if I have to change the way I eat for like EVER, I shouldn’t have to suffer alone the least I can do is change the kids’s so they don’t find themselves in a health crisis long before they should ever have to face one.

Right now, however, I hate food. Okay, I don’t really hate food, it’s just a huge inconveniece/chore in my life. This happened last month too and I blamed it on TTOTM (that time of the month). For the most part, I don’t want to cook, I don’t want to eat, I don’t want to shop, but if I don’t eat I get very very sick.

So how do you feel about food?