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 my “doing-something-useful” seems to be his favorite topic of conversation. He said he was “only thinking of me”, he said and suggested that I go down to the Senior 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 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. 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….. a friend Stolen from.