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 guys.
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 70 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 man, 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 she had fainted.
Life as a senior citizen is not getting any easier but sometimes it can be fun! 
Good for you Lol.You are never too old for a jump
