Yesterday my daughter e-mailed me AGAIN, asking why I didn't do something useful with my time.
"Like sitting around the pool and drinking wine is not a good thing?"  I asked.
Talking about my "doing-something-useful" seems to be her favorite topic of conversation.

She was "only thinking of me," she said, and suggested that I
go down to the Senior Center and hang out with the fellows.

I did this and when I got home last night, I decided to play a prank on her.

I e-mailed her and told