That may very well be the case, but it could also have to do with a love of sweets. MeeMaw eats like a bird, but even if she pushes her plate away and insists that she is full, she ALWAYS has room for something sweet. And I have inherited this quirk from her. I could be stuffed to the point of popping, but if someone offers up something sweet, I can't resist.
It is Meemaw's birthday today and having made it to 79 in this old world is nothing to shake a stick at--so here is wishing MeeMaw a happy day, a healthy year, and a stomach that always has room for dessert!
Love you, MeeMaw!