I found out a great many people are asking for a living memorial. Apparently, my wife and daughter are telling me I have been slipping pretty bad the last three months and would I entertain the requests. Nope, I will not have a living memorial until I am near the death bed, or never at all because Steve Jobs was talking to his Board of Directors at the annual meeting and was dead a week later. However, in their desire to do this thing, they kept telling me how much I am slipping.....how I am having a hard time walking.....how I am forgetting things......and how the time might be nearing.
Well.....Papa always gets the last laugh. Daughter is going with the grandkids to visit my mother in AZ. Wife takes Daughter to airport with the girls at four am. Get to Ohare at five am......my daughter gets her bags out and the girls out......and wife says good bye and drives off. The two who told me I am forgetting things left their purse in the back seat, and wife never looked to make sure she had everything........wife is fifteen miles away when she gets this call from my daughter's husband......a peg leg.....you took off before ding bat could get her purse........wife.....why did she not call me immediately......her phone is in the purse, and she was running people down at the airport asking to borrow their phone.....finally get someone who gives the phone, but daughter FORGETS my wife's cell phone number.......ahhhhhhhhh he who laughs last laughs best......needless to say my wife is giving me the silent treatment after the 10th time I reminded her to look in the back seat.........daughter is safe in AZ.....I call her in the morning to just remind her to make sure she brings her purse home, and to write her mother's phone number on her hand before returning home......SWEET!
Well.....Papa always gets the last laugh. Daughter is going with the grandkids to visit my mother in AZ. Wife takes Daughter to airport with the girls at four am. Get to Ohare at five am......my daughter gets her bags out and the girls out......and wife says good bye and drives off. The two who told me I am forgetting things left their purse in the back seat, and wife never looked to make sure she had everything........wife is fifteen miles away when she gets this call from my daughter's husband......a peg leg.....you took off before ding bat could get her purse........wife.....why did she not call me immediately......her phone is in the purse, and she was running people down at the airport asking to borrow their phone.....finally get someone who gives the phone, but daughter FORGETS my wife's cell phone number.......ahhhhhhhhh he who laughs last laughs best......needless to say my wife is giving me the silent treatment after the 10th time I reminded her to look in the back seat.........daughter is safe in AZ.....I call her in the morning to just remind her to make sure she brings her purse home, and to write her mother's phone number on her hand before returning home......SWEET!