AARP

Fifty, in spite of what my younger friends have heard is not a terrible age. In fact, the half century mark has certain perks, not the least of which is being eligible for membership in the American Association of Retired People.

I’ve now been an AARP member for eight and a half years, and my membership includes discounts on hotels nationwide, great rates on insurance, and a voice in political issues that affect those of us past the child-bearing age.

Studly is a member, as well, and apparently he just renewed our dues because I received this gift in the mail today from the good folks at AARP.

  
I’m not sure what this is.  A carrier for my Depends undergarments? (which, by the way I do NOT wear. Yet.) A miniature backpack? A fanny pack? A chastity belt? Bwahaha!!! Although, placed strategically it would certainly prevent any attempts at coitus.

Regardless, it’s a gift. And I continue to brace my “A.A.R.P.ness.” Say that out loud for a giggle.

Peace, people!

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Author: nananoyz

I'm a semi-retired crazy person with one husband and two cats.

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