
Thanks to Marlene P for this one! … Yesterday my daughter again asked why I didn’t do something useful with my time. Talking about my “doing something useful” seemed to be her favourite topic of conversation. She was “only thinking of me” and suggested I go down to the senior centre and hang out with the guys. … I did this and when I got home last night I decided to teach her a lesson about staying out of my business. I told her that I had joined a parachute club. She said, “Are you nuts? You’re almost 78 years old and you’re going to start jumping out of airplanes?” I proudly showed her that I even got a membership card. She said to me, “Good grief, where are your glasses! This is a membership to a Prostitute Club, not a Parachute Club.” “Good God” I replied, “I’m in trouble again… I signed up for five jumps a week.” She fainted. Life as a senior citizen is not getting any easier but sometimes it can be fun. |
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