Yesterday my daughter asked (again) why I didn’t do something useful with my time. Talking about my “doing something useful” seemed to be her favourite topic of conversation at the moment. She was “only thinking of me” and suggested I go down to the senior centre and socialize with the other seniors and play games, do crafts, play cards or bowl, and have lunch.

I did this a few times 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 a great time and met one of the volunteers there who signed me up for a parachute club.

She said, “Are you nuts? You’re over 85 years old and you’re going to start jumping out of air-planes ?”

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.”

“Well then I’m in trouble twice… 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 really can be fun…..

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Nancy, this is like something I would do! It made me giggle!