Getting Old

My dad called me today to see if I was alive since I hadn’t posted anything for so long.  My kids’ last day of school was last Wednesday and Will’s vacation week is this week … it’s been a little busy.  Then my dad told me that he wrote his obituary.  I thought it was an awesome idea and told him I was going to write my own as well.  I asked him if he had everything else set for his funeral yet.  I think he better get on that before Alzheimers sets in.   I figure that neither of us will escape it because my grandma had it.

With that in mind I asked him, “How much have you been forgetting lately?”

His response … “Not nearly enough.”