Yesterday my daughter e-mailed 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 said. Talking about my "doing-something-useful" seems to be her favorite topic of conversation. She was "only thinking of me" she said and suggested 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 e-mailed her and told her that I had joined a Parachute Club. She replied, "Are you nuts? You are 73 years old and now you're going to start jumping out of airplanes?" I told her that I even got a Membership Card and e-mailed a copy to her. She immediately telephoned me, "Good grief, where are your glasses! This is a Membership to a Prostitute Club, not a Parachute Club." "Oh man, I'm in trouble again; 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.
on April 11, 2014, 12:43 am