Laid off, jobless, homeless and over 60. Sound like fun? It shouldn't, but imagine our surprise when, after my husband and I moved back "home" to live with my 85-year old mother, we discover that things are actually pretty darn funny most of the time. This is because my Mom still thinks I'm her brainless, 12-year old daughter and Bill, as the lone man of the house, has been elevated to the status of resident God. Add to this is the wonderfully wacky world of early onset retirement in Sin - oops - Sun City, Arizona and life goes from funny to hysterical.