Now... I want to share another observation made during our trip... remember what I've mentioned before, about my being a reading pig (click here)? Well, we made a discovery...
When we travel, I love to drive and my husband loves to read. He brought his Kindle along and sometimes he read aloud to me while I drove. At first he read non-fiction stuff, but then he started reading a novel aloud.
The following day, he pointed out that he had expected me to beg to finish the book that evening after we checked into our hotel. He wondered, "Why is it when you are physically reading a book you have to keep reading until you finish the story... yet when you were read to, you didn't feel compelled to complete the book?"

Apparently I am only a reading pig when I am the one reading, not when someone reads for me. So it stands to reason... if I want to stop being an eating pig, I need someone to eat for me. ;-)
LOL! Good logic there! Or someone to feed you! That would take away the tendency to overeat in a hurry because it would get so tiresome!
ReplyDeleteLynn...you are right!! That would work. And I would live longer if someone fed me, rather than just ate "for" me. Now, I just need to convince my husband that I need spoon fed. hahahaha
ReplyDeleteMakes total sense to me!
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