Yesterday my daughter emailed me again, asking why I didn't do something useful with my time.
Like sitting around the pool and drinking wine is not a good thing? I asked. Talking about my doing-something-useful seems to be her favorite topic of conversation. She was only thinking of me, she said and suggested that I go down to the Senior Center and hang out with the guys.
I did this, and when I got home last night, I decided to play a prank on her. I emailed her and told her that I had joined a Parachute Club. She replied, Are you nuts? You are 78 years old and now you're going to start jumping out of airplanes?
I told her that I even got a Membership Card and emailed a copy to her. She immediately telephoned me and yelled, Good grief, Mom, where are your glasses?! This is a Membership to a Prostitute Club, not a Parachute Club.
Oh man, I'm in trouble again, I said, I really don't know what to do. I signed up for five jumps a week!
The line went quiet, and her friend picked up the phone and said that my daughter had fainted.
Life as a Senior Citizen is not getting any easier, but sometimes it can be fun.
Funny, Jerry, thanks for sharing. :)
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