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 favourite topic of conversation .

She was "only thinking of me ," and suggested I go down to the senior centre 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 almost 81 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 can be fun !