Being A Senior
Yesterday my son e-mailed me asking why I
didn't do something useful with my time.
"Like sitting around playing on my computer is not
a good thing?" I asked.
Talking about "doing-something-useful Mom" seems
to be his favorite topic of conversation.
He was "only thinking of me", he said and
suggested that I go down to the Colony Rec Center and
hang out with the ladies. I did this and when I got
home last night, I decided to play a prank on him.
I e-mailed him and told him that I had joined a
Parachute Club.
He replied, "Are you nuts? You are over 60 years old
and now you're going to start jumping out of
airplanes?"
I told him that I even got a Membership Card and
e-mailed a copy to him.
He immediately telephoned me and yelled, "Good
grief, Mom, where are your glasses?! This is a Membership to a Prostitute Club, not a
Parachute Club."
"Oh man, I'm in trouble again," I said, "I really don't
know what to do. I signed up for five jumps a
week!!"
The line went quiet and his friend picked up the
phone and said that my son had fainted.
Life as a Senior Citizen is not getting any easier,
but sometimes it can be fun.
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