It's Come to This

I am sitting up very straight as I write this new post. I have realized for a long time that I am slumping over at an alarming rate. My mother always used to preach good posture, but somehow over the years, maybe with correcting too many student papers, it was easier to

just bend low so I could read sloppy penmanship. Whatever my excuse, it has come to this. I probably should get a brace to wear around the house to keep my shoulders back. Yes, they have such a thing and yes, I’m probably going to buy one.

I had an aunt once that started talking to me about how she always stood up straight. The conversation came out of nowhere and I figured she was referring to my posture, but I gave it little thought. This was the same aunt who one day when I went to visit her, was in her garden. She looked up at me and said, “You’re fat.” Fat and slumpy. What a combination.

While looking on Amazon for a back brace my husband pointed out an elastic sleeve for my knee which has gone to pot. I am thinking these would make great Christmas presents if my children ask me what I want.

I don’t need a thing as a present except those items that help my body or keep me alive. I recently bought some grip like things to put on my boots in case I would like to walk on the snowy road or out to the mailbox. Last year my husband put up a railing close to the mailbox as there is a little incline on the driveway down to the box. The year before I slipped at that spot, went down on my butt and my head hit the driveway hard. It could have been one of those entries on America’s Funniest Home Videos except I never think those are funny where people are actually injured, usually with a hit between the legs. Besides, people have died by hitting their heads just like I did at the end of the driveway.

So besides a back brace or a knee sleeve, in case my children are reading this….what can they get me for Christmas? I like flowers and really good chocolate. I like books that I can read while I’m resting my knee. I don’t want a trip to someplace warm as it would mean I would have to go to an airport in the winter and maybe fly out or maybe be stranded at the airport. I don’t want to fly in a plane that has to be de-iced.

They could get me propane for our gas fireplace because I love sitting in front of that and I use a lot of propane. Or a good bottle of wine would make me happy as well. If they only want to spend a little….a bottle of Ibuprofen would be just fine. But the best present of all is just visit and bring the grand kids who always make me laugh. The laughter will cure any ailment I might have.