119. Signs of Aging

This morning, Father Tim Sauer at St. Bridget’s started his homily about “Signs” with a joke.  Here it is retold, slightly modified, by my avatar, Chloe.

Truthfully, I don’t think that police officer should have been urging my sister Joan Fitzpatrick to go as fast as 50 mph.  One time, when she was going only 17 mph, she fell asleep and ran into a tree.  Now what do you have to say about that, officer? (Actually, that probably happens a lot among the residents of Sun City West.)

The subject of Father’s homily was signs like the Star of Bethlehem, but, because of my sister’s advancing age, I decided this might be a good time to point out some other signs she should watch out for. It’s the least I can do since I am still in more-or-less full command of my faculties. And younger.  Joan is going on 82 and I am only going on 80.

Signs that my sister Joan is GETTING OLD:

1.  At the casino, she keeps asking the hired help to get her change for a quarter.  It’s tacky.  I don’t see any of the really cool high rollers doing that, and besides there are machines that can spit out the nickels and pennies in privacy and without full disclosure.

2.  Also at the casino, she graduated this year to the rank of Flight Commander on the Star Trek slot machine. It’s given her an identity crisis, and I fear she’s shopping for a Captain Kirk uniform.  For my brother-in-law Tommy, it’ll be the last straw.  He’ll NEVER go to the casino again, and who can blame him?

3. Joan is very old-fashioned.  Her back goes out more than she does, but she won’t take chronic pain meds because she “doesn’t like how they make me feel”.  When I asked if the doctor had recommended homemade brownies laced with medical marijuana (but sugar-free, of course), she was appalled.  My sister’s idea of “good grass” is what’s on people’s lawns.  I guess she just doesn’t like vegetables.

4.  My sister’s inner clock is beyond repair. She’s the only adult I know who, when I phone them, I have to ask “Did I wake you?” and it’s only 7:30 P.M.

5.  That little old lady Joan helps out to the car is me, her younger sister. What does that tell you about how old SHE’S getting?  See what I mean? It’s a sign.

I could go on pointing out more areas for improvement, but if Joan can just work on these five, it’ll help.  I really want her to make it till she’s going on 100 because – besides being my sister – she’s my most treasured best friend and I want her to stick around as long as possible.

So does the casino.  They really need all those nickels and pennies.

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5 Responses to 119. Signs of Aging

  1. Josie Warden says:

    this is so funny and so sweet!

  2. Linda Lewis says:

    Aren’t friends the best! Especially if they have a sense of humor and can laugh at life. You are one of the best for this!! Laughing at life, and being a good friend!

  3. Rene' Melchior says:

    I hope Mom is laughing. I thik this is hilarious, even if it is exagerated.

  4. Denise says:

    “I could go on pointing out more areas for improvement….”

    Please DO go on!! We want to hear more. 😉

  5. Joan Fitzpatrick says:

    I can’t wait to hear what Chris and Tim have to say. They all want to put me in a nursing home. I want everyone to know that I think they want to so I will quit interfering with their lives. Isn’t this fun?

    OK Denise, name some other areas.

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