I have a wonderful friend named Helen.
She's so full of life and has a GREAT sense of humor.
I got an email from her last week.
With her permission, I am sharing her true tale on my blog.
This is her email - no editing required!!!
Now, here's a true story for ya:
Last Saturday, Gary and I went over to the Senior Center and exercised in their fitness center. You're required to sign in when you arrive and sign out when you leave.
As we were leaving, Gary said, "I'll sign out for you," so I said OK.
Most of the seniors who go to activities at this center are in their 80s,
so there are many different things available to them for their age group,
such as having a nurse trim your toenails! : )
On Monday morning, around 8:30, I got a call
from one of the elderly volunteers from the center,
reminding me that I am scheduled for 11:00 to get my toenails trimmed.
Gary had signed me out on the wrong sheet and inadvertently (?) arranged this appt.
I may not be so young anymore, but I can still give myself a pedicure,
thank you very much. : )
We're going over to the center today to lift weights,
and I'll do my own signing in and out...
no telling what I'd be enrolled in otherwise!
Now you know why I love her so. She's a dear friend to me. Thank you Helen!