This month's writing prompt got me to thinking. I read some of the other entries and I just couldn't muster up the sappy. So I'm turning to the obvious.

Let's talk about 'personal flotation devices.'
Being an avid and strong swimmer, I never really gave much thought to these nuisances. They are bulky, uncomfortable, hot, sticky and tres uncool!

That was in my younger years.

I am now nearing the big four-oh and certain areas on my body have gotten a little 'chubby.' Like my bottom end. My jeans still fit, so one might wonder what all the fuss is about.

I have discovered that swimming underwater is becoming quite a challenge in days of late. It seems that the bottom end wants to float to the top somewhat like a buoy . In effect, my head is down, while my a* is up. Can you see my problem? Well hopefully you won't ever *see it - but just imagine ...

One thing is for certain, I will never have to worry about having to wear a personal flotation device, because I have my own personal one already installed.

On the other hand, perhaps this story should never have made it to the public eyes. Maybe such things are better left unsaid.

Happy holidays and don't forget to eat mo' cookies!