Friday Funny

My husband, David sent this cute e-mail to me yesterday. I could tell he was bored silly because I got five e-mails from him in the stretch of three hours. He was in a meeting at the time. My slave works soooooo hard.

 MISPLACED MY GLASSES

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. Talking about my "doing something useful" seems to be her favorite topic of conversation. She was "only thinking of me" and suggested I go down to the Senior Center and hang out with the folks there. 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 about 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 boy, I'm in trouble again. I really don't know what to do. I signed up for five jumps a week and prepaid!"

The line went quiet, and her friend picked up the phone and said that she had fainted.

Life as a senior citizen is not getting any easier, but sometimes it can be fun.