Yesterday my daughter e-mailed me, again,

Yesterday my daughter e-mailed me, again, asking why I didn't do something useful with my time, 

"like sitting around in the Garden bar and drinking John Smiths isn't a good thing."  

She is "only thinking of me," she said, and suggested, I go down to the old folks  Centre  and hang out with the fellas.

 I sent her an e-mail telling her I had and that I had joined the Senior Parachute Club. 

She replied, "Are you nuts? You're 72 years-old and now you're going to start jumping out of airplanes? I told her that I even had a Membership Card and e-mailed a copy to her.

 Immediately, she telephoned me and yelled, "Good grief, Dad, where are your glasses?! This is a membership to a Prostitute Club, not a Parachute Club."

 "Oh man, am I in trouble," I said, "I signed up for five jumps a week!" The line went dead. Life as a Senior Citizen isn't getting any easier, but sometimes it can be fun to wined the kids up 😂

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