When I'm in my 80s...

I hope I still travel 500+ miles to attend birthday parties and help in the prep work...

I hope I bring with me hundreds of homemade angel biscuits, because I've mastered the art of baking them better than anyone else in my family.

In the stress of party planning, when someone jokes, We need a Valium I hope I can counter with, "Did someone say Valium? I have Valium..."

When I get my glasses adjusted, I hope I flirt with the young tech by asking, "Now, I like to wear false eye-lashes, did you leave me room to bat my eyes?"

I hope my teenage grandson acts as my bartender......

When I'm in my 80s, I hope I'm living just like my grandmother.