“Like sitting around the pool and drinking wine is not a good thing?”, I asked.
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 blokes.
I did this and when I got home last night I decided to teach her a lesson about staying out of my business, so 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 shit, 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.
