Where are your glasses Mother ?

Usual warning for the delicate ones.


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 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 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.
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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.

"Yesterday is history, Tomorrow is a mystery. And Today?
Today is a gift. That's why we call it the present."

2009 4/4 Henrietta
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