Last night I went to church with my mom and my daughter. My daughter has been living with her for four of her five years on this planet. We had a lot of fun. I think my mom lets her have too much sugar, in fact, if she lived with me, she wouldn't be allowed to drink pop at all. HFCS is not your friend. I have a theory that HFCS is to blame for much of my depression problems but since I'n not a research scientist, I can't prove it. The fact that there are groups in the U.S. who are trying to ban it says something though. It has already been banned in Europe.
We're sitting at dinner last night and my daughter had already been to a birthday party where she'd undoubtedly had cake and ice cream. On top of it, my mom buys her a soda and a cookie to go with her soup.
What. The. Hell? I just don't see how this is responsible. Then she wonders why my daughter won't ever be quiet.
Don't get me wrong, I appreciate my mom, but we have completely different views on many things. For now, I'll be quiet, hold my tongue.
God, grant me the serenity.
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