Oh how I wish I had this problem!!!

 
 When I went to lunch today, I noticed this lady about 
65-70  years old sitting on a park bench near J. C. Penney 
and she was  sobbing her eyes out.
 
 I stopped and asked her what was wrong.
 
 She said:    "I have a 25 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, brewed 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 half the 
afternoon."
 
 I said: "Well so why are you crying?"
 
 She said: "For Dinner he makes me a gourmet meal with 
wine and my favorite desert and then makes love to me 
until 2:00 am."
 
 I said: "Well, why in the world would you be crying?"
 
 She moaned: "I can't remember where I live!!"