This was too funny to not pass along.
A few days ago Bill and I were driving somewhere discussing our fathers. Neither of them are going to win father of the year awards anytime soon. We were trying to figure out how his was justifying the statement about how he treated all of his kids equally.
Bill got to spluttering and venting. I kept my distance and nodded my general agreement. He was getting all worked up and then spat out this sentence.
"How can he say he treated us equal?! He hasn't been part of my life for the past 20 ..... no .... 21 .... uh, Honey, how old am I?"
I nearly lost it. I've lost track of my friends, my belongings and time frequently, but never my age. It surprised me so much that I had to stop and do the math before informing him of just what age he is.
Have you ever lost track of how old you are?



