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Happiness isn't a pill, or a diet.  It's not a size smaller jeans or the next bigger size bra.  My happiness is my daughter's laugh, my middle boy realizing that after 3 years of being told he's stupid by teachers that he is anything but stupid.  My oldest looking at the world with not just a child's wonder, but a man's resolve.  The crinkle at the corners of my wife's eyes as she giggles and tries to hide from being tickled yet again.  Those sky blue eyes still make me pause, even 18 years after the first time I saw them.

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just as well he's so cute and he's got that ol tractor

CUTE well I have never beem called cute maybe ruggly handsome smile but that ol' tractor sure attracts the wimmmmins lol... 

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ORIGINAL: ArmoredOne

Vampire, don't get what I was trying to say wrong.

Worrying about weight in terms of health is always a good thing.  Several health problems can be at least staved off, let alone completely avoided, by maintaining a decent ratio of fat to muscle.

I was refering to the generalized obsession in this country with weight as a whole.  There seems to be, especially with females, an almost rabid desire to mutate themselves into the next lingerie model the world drools over.  I personally don't think a stick with some hair on top of it is all that attractive.  I know several males that are 180 from that belief, but hey, if it works for them, what the hell, right?

What should matter most to you, above everything else, is your own opinion.  If you aren't happy in your own skin, you can't be happy with anything or anyone outside of it, either.  If you are happy at 300 pounds, then be 300 pounds and tell the rest of the world to kiss your happy, contented ass if they don't like it.  If happy is half that, them chop off half and go enjoy your life.  But don't sit down and diet simply because you feel you have to conform to this insane belief that you have to be skinnier than a spaghetti noodle to be sexy.

My wife, for all that I love her, will probably never be a runway model.  Given the choice between an singlemodel in the world and my wife, I'll give the model a cheeseburger and a large fries and go do kinky, naughty things with my wife behind closed doors.  Happiness isn't a pill, or a diet.  It's not a size smaller jeans or the next bigger size bra.  My happiness is my daughter's laugh, my middle boy realizing that after 3 years of being told he's stupid by teachers that he is anything but stupid.  My oldest looking at the world with not just a child's wonder, but a man's resolve.  The crinkle at the corners of my wife's eyes as she giggles and tries to hide from being tickled yet again.  Those sky blue eyes still make me pause, even 18 years after the first time I saw them.

They give me my peace in life, and inside of myself.  Well, they expand on it, I should say.  I made my peace with who and what I am years ago.  Granted, weight was never my personal issue, but I have had plenty of others to fill the void over the last 33 years.

I'm not saying it is right or wrong to diet.  I am saying t is wrong to change yourself like that simply for the sake of others' comfort.  My mother-in-law has thyroid problems that affect her weight fairly viciously, but she found things to eat within the diet that she enoy, which always helps.  Life is too short to eat nasty food.

Clancy Brown isn't exactly a philosopher, but a line from Highlander keeps coming to mind.

"It's better to burn out than to fade away."

At least if you burn, you die warm.  Trust me, with winter coming, warm is ALWAYS a good thing to find. LOL

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ORIGINAL: VampiresLair

I am on a mission to learn to make good sausage gravy... any suggestions since this whole thread has gone by way of the breakfast foods?