Fatlogic from my father My dad is overweight.  Not by much, probably within ten pounds of normal BMI, but still, he's in the fat zone.  His logic just drives me crazy.  He came over after work last night, around 6:30 as I was getting ready to make dinner.  I asked if he wanted to eat (bean burgers with avocado, so good), he declined as he had a late lunch.  Of Burger King. This was after we'd had a conversation about how disgusting fast food is.  Anyway, so he's not hungry, whatever.  I had made cookies earlier in the day, which were cooling on the counter.  In the time it took me to make dinner, HE ATE SIX.  His justification was that they were small, so they didn't count, and had oats, so they were healthy.  Bitch, they have oats, but they also have two cups of sugar and a cup of oil.  Then he decided my burger looked good, so he ended up having one too.  Long story short, I was planning on giving him cookies to take home, but I "forgot."  Rant over, he just makes me so mad sometimes.