My Parents Warped My Thinking

Well, the holidays are over, and most all of the goodies are gone too. That means I guess I am back to some type of a diet. Yuk!

This is want is left from the chex mix. This morning, I decided that my parents warped my mind as a child and ruined my thinking on chex mix. Let me explain.

My grandma made chex mix when I was a little girl, however she called it "trash" but it was the same. As a little girl, I was perfectly happy eating the peanuts and not worrying about the different nut variety in the mix, it was all the same. Until I noticed my mom picking out the cashews. I asked her why she was doing that and she told me those were the best, her favorite. Next, I noticed my dad picking out the Brazilian nuts and the pecans. And again, he said they were the best. Now, my dad was sorta selfish, and would not or at least tried to keep me from eating the pecans and Brazilian nuts, proclaiming I would not like them. Hum....as a kid, I no longer settled for the peanuts....I wanted what my parents claimed to be the best, and it was not the peanuts.

 And 30 something years later, my parents influence still holds true. The peanuts are almost all that is left. I did manage to find a half a cashew this morning and an almond. I savored the flavor, and now I am done with the mix as all "the good" nuts are gone.

I'd like to say thanks mom and dad, because as a little girl, this chex mix would still be just fine, but now....It is destined to either the squirrel feeders or the "trash" because you convinced me that these nuts were not good and there were better choices. Luckily, all that is really left is the crumbs and the peanuts.  I think this is one time I should not have listened to my parents! Just sayin'