After stepping on the scale this morning, I think I know the answer.
Watching four little boys play Thanksgiving day was hysterical. The age range is five to eight, so the boys never stopped moving. The funniest part was when they started climbing over the fence and running around the house. Of course, one of the cousins was actually caught in the act, literally perched on top of the fence. The first words out of his mouth blamed his brother. All we could do was laugh.
Another crazy moment was my sister talking about a dog whisperer. My niece has a rather unusual dog who is not always nice to others. In fact, you don't want to get your nose too close to its face. Anyway, someone is obviously going to get near the dog's ear for a little conversation, and the dog will be transformed. I can't to hear how it goes.
Maybe there should be people whisperers. For example, the lady I recently watched have a meltdown in the Kroger pharmacy could have been approached by the store whisperer. Instead of using profanity and slamming her cell phone on the counter several times, she could have been lulled into a state of tranquility by a professional conveyor of words heard only to her. You don't like your food in a restaurant? Relax, a whisperer will be at your table shortly. Your job is a bit too stressful, and you are ready to give someone an earful? Thank goodness there is a whisperer there to calm you down.
I think I needed a weight whisperer yesterday.