This is a can/bottle top opener. Simple, straightforward, good design, about twenty years old and I brought it from America to France. Because, at that time I could not figure out how to use the even simpler French can opener (and I have a pet peeve about electric can openers, strange pet peeve I know, but there you go.) How many people can say they packed a can/bottle top opener in their suitcase when they moved to France?
My immigrant can/bottle top opener was something I used often until France passed a law to have pull tab tops on all canned goods. Of course I still use mine when I want to pop open a Schweppes, or a beer or the forbidden can that still does not have a pull tab top.
Anyway, yesterday I realized that the soreness I had under my breast was a broken rib, I started to thing about bottle top openers. I tell you I am a strange cookie. I thought about how the rim of the claw foot bathtub looked like a bottle top opener and started wondering if that is how the person who invented the bottle top opener got the idea for it?
The other day I knelt down to clean the bathtub, then I leaned forward and my rib stayed as my body went up and over. I heard my rib pop. It hurt like hell. I thought at first I was having a heart attack. When I finally caught my breath, I finished cleaning the tub and went about my day.
Though the pain decided to stick around.
I went to see my friend Annie, she is 89 years old, but says she is 90 because her birthday is in May and she is closer to 90 then 89. Anyway, she is full of wisdom and has fantastic remedies and secrets from the past that are helpful today. I told her about my broken rib and asked her what she thought since there wasn't too much to do for it (except endure the pain.)
She told me to wear a tight scarf around my rib cage to hold it in place. I looked at her and said wouldn't a bra do the same thing?
And she said… "Oh the bra. A wonderful invention isn't it!" And we both laughed and my rib really tried to spoil the fun of that moment, but I didn't care and laughed anyway.
Now you are probably wondering what a can/bottle top opener and a bra have to do with the point of this story? Well it is to tell you that I like to talk and that is why I write a blog.
Note:
(It is nine o'clock in the evening here in France, and I just realized I forgot to press the send button on this post after writing it this morning!
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