Amy Abbott is underweight

I know there are all sorts of things that happened in last night's Everwood that I could discuss, but something very subtle that was mentioned at the end is the thing that got to me the most. When Amy ran away and they were describing her to the police, her father describes her as being 5 foot 7 1/2 in. and 115 lbs. In addition to being her father, he is also a doctor. He knows his daughter has been depressed and has refused to give her drugs. But shouldn't he at least have noticed that his daughter is frighteningly underweight? As someone who stands half an inch taller than the fictional Amy Abbott and is not overweight, I knew immediately that 115 pounds is *way* too thin for that height. I checked out Amy's stats on a Body Mass Index calculator and her BMI is 17.7. According to the chart, anything under 18.5 is underweight. It's not really that I'm so concerned for Amy Abbott's health. It's Emily VanCamp, who plays her, that I'm worried about. Are those her real stats? Either way, that is proof right there that the body ideal held up on the WB is hideously underweight. So anyone who's ever watched a show and felt fat, relax! You are comparing yourself to an unhealthy and ridiculous standard. I know I feel better.

Soy milk, RotK, Thanksgiving...

I just tried soymilk for the first time. Well, sort of. I might have been on soy formula as a baby. This was mocha-flavored. Not bad. If I bought it I probably wouldn't buy that flavor though. I'd never completely give up regular milk for it, but I could see using it in cereal or soup or something where the difference wouldn't be that noticeable. I've been trying to eat healthier. Last night I bought tofu and vegetables and brown rice and I was going to make something really healthy! Then...I made mac and cheese. I had already had tofu and rice for lunch, okay? Tonight, I'll make it. I really like tofu. The brown rice is going to take getting used to, though.

Today we got word that our annual work holiday party will be held on the same night Return of the King opens. Pooh. Yes, I know I will be able to see it any day after that. But I like going on opening night. It's kind of a family tradition. And all the other people in the theater are geeks like you and that means fewer bastards who talk out loud or let their cell phones go off.

Tonight, the rest of my Thanksgiving shopping. Mom has informed me that every supermarket she's checked is out of canned fried onions. On Thanksgiving? But what will we put on the green bean casserole? It's not Thanksgiving without green bean casserole. I'm also making roasted beet and blue cheese salad, candied sweet potatoes, pecan pie, asparagus, and creamed spinach. The kitchen it going to look like a bomb hit it. I expect to hear lots of yelling about space issues, too many people in the kitchen, Dad in Mom's way, Mom in Dad's way, Mom freaking out, Charles being sent on errands only to get the wrong thing, all those great family traditions. I can't wait!