tor, and I can’t remember whether I need to put it away or start making a sandwich.”
The second lady chimed in with, “Yes, sometimes I find myself on the landing of the stairs and can’t remember whether I was on my way up or down.”
The third one responded, “Well ladies, I’m glad I don’t have that problem.” She knocked on the table and then said, “That must be the door; I’ll get it!”
Maria and Julia were old friends. They had in fact they had been friends for many years and both of them have been married to their husbands for a very long time. One day, Julia went to visit Maria and confided in her that she was upset because she thought her husband didn’t find her attractive any more.
“As I get older he doesn’t bother to look at me”, Julia cried on her best friend Maria’s shoulder. “I’m so sorry for you”, Maria said. “As I get older, my husband says that I get more beautiful every day”.
“Of course he does”, Julia answered, “your husband is an antique dealer!”
