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 over 60’s club and have a chat 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 79 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 …”
“I’m in trouble again, and I don’t know what to do… I signed up for five jumps a week,” I told her. She fainted.
Life as a senior citizen is not getting any easier , but sometimes it can be fun !
Loved it 