#she DOES complain constantly about the waste of my sister's mug cake habit. it's just that she conspicuously never seems to complain

[here-there-were-dragons]

just got told by my mother that all of us have "incredibly gourmet" tastes because she saw me putting three pads of butter and a single cube of dill cheddar on a microwaved potato

she then went into a rant about how when she was my age we didn't have all these "fancy things like cocoa powder" (i was not using any cocoa powder)

this is the woman who constantly complains about how she shouldn't be eating every single goddamned thing under the sun and how we don't care about her and are trying to kill her (the fact that there is literally not a single place that sells anything but pizza and burgers around here for more than an hour in every direction and WE don't exactly like that state of affairs either seems lost on her), and every time i've ever attempted to come up with a list of things she might be able to have i've just gotten screamed at and accused of being selfish(????). she also has absolutely zero respect for our diabetes and once even told me i'm a spoiled princess that expects the world to kowtow to my will because i told her i can't eat a hypothetical dinner comprising entirely of a pile of cooked sweet potatoes) and functionally refuses to eat basically anything at all other than lobster, ice cream, and homemade rare steak, because everything else is "killing her" and she "shouldn't be eating that on doctor's orders" (she hasn't spoken to a doctor in years for anything other than covid). meanwhile she genuinely expects us to live on plain cooked noodles with a can of cold unseasoned tomato sauce on top and consistently gets pissy about gluttony if we so much as add cheese, and the only reason she isn't forcing us to eat that every damn day anymore is because we started refusing to eat it. she acts like she's deathly allergic(or more accurately she insists her ibs is so bad everything short of plain chicken will make her shit herself to death) to every single spice and the concept of flavor itself to the point that she literally acts like she'll die if a single flake of paprika, which she thinks is spicy, gets on her food and lately has been getting iffy even about garlic powder, and genuinely expects all of the rest of us to live like that too because she thinks quite literally more than about three leaves of oregano and two pads of butter per entire batch of chicken breasts is Wasteful Excess And Gluttony