A few weeks back, I applauded Jack for still having all (“most,” accuracy is crucial for Jack) of his teeth. I confessed that I do not regularly floss. That description is far from accurate, and perhaps it would be better to say that I floss a few times a year. There is no planetary alignment that creates a pattern of when I engage in this health behavior. And I don’t feel as if I am conducting some crucial hygenie act. Perhaps that is why I am not really motivated to do it. Plus, fickle!, I have sensitive gums and despite careful application, I always end up with reddened tissue and the taste of iron in my mouth.
But I had been a good girl all year long, and flossing my teeth for a week was on my list. So, imagine my elation when Jack presented me with my very first electric flosser. The little bugger signified that there was a person out there concerned about my gums…that means something, right?
Stay Tuned…I am on Day Three and still figuring this thing out. But this may be THE best christmas present for single women every where (unless you’d like to pick up my car and deliver it back to me with the oil changes, the tires rotated, a new air filter, and cleaned inside!)
What was your Best Christmas Present?