Joke: Where are my glasses?

image001Yesterday my daughter text me again, asking why I didn’t do something useful with my time.  “Like me sitting around the pool and drinking wine is not a good thing,” I asked.

My “doing-something-useful” seems to be her favourite topic of conversation.  She was “only thinking of me,” she said and suggested that I go down to the Senior Center and join something.

I did this and when I got home last night, I decided to play a prank on her.  

 I e-mailed her and told her that I had joined a Parachute Club.  She replied, “Mother, are you nuts?  You are 78 years old and now you’re going to start jumping out of airplanes?”

I told her that I even got a Membership Card and emailed a copy to her.

She immediately telephoned me and yelled, “Good grief, Mum, where are your glasses?  This is a Membership to a Prostitute Club, not a Parachute Club.”

I calmly replied, “Oh my, I think I’m in real trouble then, because 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 real fun.