Yesterday my daughter asked why I didn't do something useful with my time.
She suggested I go down to the senior center and hang out with the girls.
I did this and when I got home last night I told her that I had joined a parachute club.
She said "Are you crazy? You're way to old to start jumping out of airplanes?"
I proudly showed her that I even got a membership card.
She said to me, "Oh Mom!! ... where are your glasses!
This is a membership to a Prostitute Club, not a Parachute Club!"
I'm in trouble again and don't know what to do!
I signed up for five jumps a week!
Life as a senior citizen is not getting any easier. :hunf: