Never Forget The Important Things


          When  I went to lunch  today, I noticed an  old lady sitting on a
          park bench sobbing her eyes out. I stopped and asked her what was
          wrong.

               She said, "I  have a 22 year  old husband at home.  He makes
          love to me  every morning and then gets up and makes me pancakes,
          sausage, fresh fruit and freshly ground coffee."

               I said, "Well, then why are you crying?"

               She  said, "He  makes  me  homemade soup  for  lunch and  my
          favorite  brownies  and  then  makes  love to  me  for  half  the
          afternoon."

               I said, "Well, why are you crying?"

               She said,  "For dinner he makes me  a gourmet meal with wine
          and  my favorite  dessert and  then makes love  to me  until 2:00
          a.M."

               I said, "Well, why in the world would you be crying?"

               She said, "I can't remember where I live!"