Monday, May 30, 2011

Feeling Guilty, BBQ and Memorial Day

So I got this email the other day but didn't get a chance to open it till last night and that is too bad.  It  could have been the center of a great Memorial Day Message. 
Sadly the email was not a reminder to honor the people who gave their lives in defense of this country.  Nor was it a request for donations from a local veterens group.




(This is my buddy Linda Cherry Patry's Grandpop. He fought in World War Two.  He lived to grow old.  Four Hundred and Sixteen Thousand and Eight Hundred of his comrades never got that chance. Please do not honor their memory by leaving a slice of cheese off of your hamburger)


It was a list of recipies for a "Guilt Free"  memorial day BBQ.  Yeah, it turns out that Memorial Day is no longer about the troops.  In certain swaths of our population it has officially become "Kick off to the Summer BBQ Season" day. 


That really chaps my ass. 

You alreadly know how I feel about guilt and eating.  What you may not know is how I feel about guilt, eating and Memorial Day.


So take this for what it is worth.  There are two things you need to remember when it comes to feeling guilty about what you ate this Memorial Day Weekend. 


Number One:


Don't. 


It's a freaking holiday weekend.  You seriously want to worry about a couple hot dogs with relish?  Spend your time worrying about the other three hundred and fifty days of the year that aren't a holiday weekend.  Maybe then you will see some real results from your diet and exercise program.  At the minimum you will less annoying to those of us who are trying to eat our ribs and chicken in peace while you quote calorie and fat content to us.


Number Two:


If you are dead set on feeling guilty this Memorial Day Weekend please don't do so over some coleslaw.  Personally I don't feel guilty at all that I never served in war.  In fact I feel pretty damn lucky.  The only emotion that crosses my pasty white Scotch/Irish butt on Memorial Day is one of gratitude and thanks to those who had given their lives to defend my freedom. 






(This is my buddy Tracy Orlick's dad.  He put his life on the line for his country in Vietnam.  He made it home.  A lot of his friends didn't.   Please don't honor their service by getting your underwear in a bunch over whether or not to put real butter on your corn on the cob.) 


If you want to do something constructive this weekend understand that it will have nothing to do with searching for low calorie recipie for egg salad. 

I have attached a link here for The Intrepid Fallen Heroes Fund. 

http://www.fallenheroesfund.org/

The Intrepid Fallen Heroes Fund is an organization dedicated to providing for the families of soliders who have died in combat.  They also recently completed the Center for the Intrepid.  It is "A $55 million world-class state-of-the-art physical rehabilitation center at Brooke Army Medical Center in San Antonio, Texas. The Center serves military personnel who have been catastrophically disabled in operations in Iraq and Afghanistan, and veterans severely injured in other operations and in the normal performance of their duties. The 60,000 square foot Center provides ample space and facilities for the rehabilitation needs of the patients and their caregivers. It includes modern physical rehabilitation equipment and extensive indoor and outdoor facilities". 

Please donate today. 

Normally I end these blogs with my "Shank Disclaimer" that says what the hell do I know.  Problem is that doesn't really apply here because I definitely know this is the right thing to do.

Yours in Chocolate Chip Cookies,

Mike Cruickshank

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