Yesterday my daughter again asked why I didn't do something useful
with my time.

Talking about my "doing something useful" seemed 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 told her that I had joined
a parachute club.

She said, "Are you nuts? You 're 80 years old and you're going
to start jumping out of airplanes?"

I proudly showed her that I even got a membership card.

She said to me, "Good grief, where are your glasses! This is a
membership to a Prostitute Club, not a Parachute Club."

"I'm in trouble again, and I don't know what to do... I signed up for
five jumps a week." I told her.

She fainted.

Life as a senior citizen is not getting any easier but sometimes it
really can be fun.....