Sometimes I am so anxious and excited to eat that I gobble my food down before I actually see it. I forget then that I ever even ate. So I start all over with my ritual of reminding them to feed me. I sit right in their line of eye sight where they can’t miss me, and start my penetrative stare. “Look into my eyes, it is time to feed me.
“You already ate!” My Tom yells at me.
“Hum! I did!” I think to myself.
“Ollie, you eat so fast your stomach needs to catch up with your brain. Then you’ll feel that fullness,” my Connie says. She takes my chin in the palm of her hands and goes on, “that’s what I learned in weight watchers a long time ago. If you eat slow your brain has time to catch up with your stomach, plus you will be able to taste your food. What fun is it to eat if you don’t enjoy each bit?”
I finally pull away from her, I try but I have no idea what she’s talking about. It sounds like blah-blah-blah-blah-blah! I walk around in a circle a few times than plop myself down on top of the couch. I’m feeling the need for a nap coming on. You know the kind of nap that comes over you when your belly feels good and full.
Ah…life is feeling pretty doggone good right now!