I Need It

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I just read something I have to share. And I must share it because it's in my own defense. And since I didn't originally write it or say it, it actually has some credibility.

A couple days ago I blogged a silly little rant about the results of a fun Pooh-inspired quiz. (Yes, as in Winnie the Pooh. Only the most sophisticated of reading material will ever be discussed on this blog. We're very highbrow here.) To read the original blog entry about that, click here.

I wasn't sure I appreciated the playful results. (No matter how true.)

And now, to show you that being talkative has genuine merit, I give you the following:

"If you've ever been told you talk too much, keep this comeback in mind: chatting with relatives or friends (either in person or over the phone) can boost your brainpower, a new study has found. Plus, discussing a social issue for only 10 minutes improves your memory just as much as more traditional intellectual activities, like doing crossword puzzles." (Taken from Family Circle magazine's April 1, 2008, issue.)

There you go. I talk a lot because I'm trying to get smarter. And, quite frankly, I need it. Because the older my children get, the stupider I become.

For the record, I still think I'm at least part Eeyore.