I just don't get it. SS is obese. It's easy for me to understand why by mere observation of his actions and how DH allows SS's actions.

But DH is clueless. Every six months or so, he'll tell me that the doctors say SS is obese, and what should we do. Umm...really, you needed to hear from a doctor that his skintags could be a sign of early diabetes. It's clear from looking at him. He's not merely overweight, he's obese. He's out of breath from walking up a flight of stairs.

But, you know what. I wouldn't care if he was obese, if he was trying to eat right. But, he doesn't try. In any way. And DH is a large part why. I feel like a broken record telling DH why SS is obese. Sure, his genetics may predispose him to being overwieght. That I understand. But, I cook healthy meals and he is not required to eat dinner with us. So, it's totally on DH for his obesity. I repeatly say that junk food is not permitted in my home. Yet, SS brings home boxes full of doughnuts and brownies and leaves them in the garage or laundry room. He tells DH he is going for a walk right before dinner time and asks for money. When he comes home, DH will ask what he did and he will say he ate cookies and doughnuts and he's not hungry for dinner. The fact the DH says nothing to SS about it, means to me that he accepts it. Most of the times when I cook dinner, DH is quick to offer him a sandwich if he comes to the table after everyone else has eaten. He now asks me for sandwiches. Hell, if DH does it, I'm not going to do differently.

So, just 3 days ago, DH has the "SS is obese and what should I do" conversation with me. So again, I tell him what the current situation is and ask if he is willing to make changes. Though I did mention that I actually thought he was less obese than he was a few months ago. Honestly, I don't even remember DH's response. I don't even listen anymore. So today, I make dinner, which was leftovers from earlier in the week and other items that needed to be eaten. Sweet potato fries, kale taboulleh salad, pita bread, and avocado, all food that DH, DS, and I have been eating during the week. SS is coming for our week and he gets here after we've eaten. DH tells him what's for dinner, sees the look on his face and instead offer him sandwich meat on pita. At that point, I just told him to make a sandwich. Seriously, if DH is giving him a pass on eating vegetables and offering him something that's not at the table, why not just be real about it. But, I just don't understand how DH doesn't get it.

Oh, so his version of a sandwich meal is bread, mayo, mustard, and an entire package of Hormel pepperoni.