I Hate My Family!
Saturday, December 29, 2012
I have been dying to make an Oreo pie ever since I saw a picture of it on Pinterest. After my cousin made some Oreo truffles, I decided to try those out as well since I already had Oreos and cream cheese. I picked everything up from the grocery store on Thursday, and I decided to make it today. (You should probably know that my mom starts freaking out every time I use an appliance.) Well, I had to grind up the Oreos in a food processor. My mom told me that she would grind them up for me, so I agreed to spare her from having a heart attack. My mom asked how many cookies she needed to grind, and I replied around 30.
My dad flipped out! He screamed and yelled! Why? I was using too many Oreos in my recipe! While the rest of my family would only eat like eight to ten all together, I wanted to eat the other twenty or so truffles, let alone the pie. Seriously? I don't think anyone can eat more than three or four, Dad! Then, he said, "Honestly, Jamie, do you know how much fat is in one cookie? You can't afford to gain that! Do you think you're skinny? Because you're not! You're fat! And you want to eat 40 Oreo cookies?!" I just broke down crying, said I wasn't going to make them anymore, and ran to my room. And then he had the nerve to say, "Oh, you're not making them? Good!"
F.Y.I. I was making a low fat and low sugar version of these recipes. The Oreos were the only thing which contained a substantial amount of fat and sugar. Everything else, like the cream cheese, whipped topping, and chocolate pudding was fat free and low sugar! And obviously, I was going to run my butt off after I made it and it was just chilling in the fridge!