My creation squicks me.

Funny existential typo, now preserved for posterity.

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Although, mummification would be acceptable. Especially if y'all built a tomb that lasted over 4,000 years with no sign of falling down. That would be acceptable indeed.

So, Sean, I hear Fay is interested in hosting the next F2F ...

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I have a strong visceral cremation-squick. If it were up to me, I'd want to be buried in a plain box. DH wants to be cremated. We occasionally argue about it.

It occurs to me that since it's the survivor that'll have to endure this, it'd make most sense for me to agree to be cremated, since that seems best to him, and for him to agree to be buried so I don't have to treat his body in a way that has such powerful negative associations for me.

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Although, mummification would be acceptable. Especially if y'all built a tomb that lasted over 4,000 years with no sign of falling down. That would be acceptable indeed.

Hubby's great dream is to be buried in an abandoned mine--oodles around here--in full armor, with his sword in his hand, then have the mine sealed to maybe discovered in a few hundred years and give archaeologists fits. "My god, I had no idea Vikings got to Utah! And what amazing surgeons they were! Look at the metal on his spine!"

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The biggest Goth event in the Valley is tonight. If I had known, I might've dragged my wannabe self to it. Personally, I could care less what happens to my remains. Little bit late to show your love then, you know.

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That is what is so heartbreaking about this case. Terri surely didn't want the court battles and hatred between her husband and her parents.

I feel the same way. No matter what else she did or didn't want, she couldn't have wanted this for any of them.

Except in circumstances where people don't get all of the necessary loved ones in the room to talk about the contents of the Living Will, which I would guess includes many people. I know I'm the executor of my parents' actual wills. I have no idea what the contents are.

But that was the point Jen was making, when she said to make sure you have your family sign the document, too. You get a big handful of your legal next-of-kin together, and make your wishes crystal clear, before it's an issue. If you can't get together physically, you talk it out on the phone, and write letters to confirm, cc'd to the other people.

My mother has made it quite clear to me what she wants. And I know, because we were together when my grandfather died, when my grandmother died, and when my father died. She's again made sure I wouldn't take extraordinary measures and she knows I won't. I know she doesn't want it. She's also made me promise to put her in a nursing home, if she can't take care of herself. I told her I couldn't promise, but that I understood it was okay with her, if I was ever in the position where her care became too much for me.

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I think the only reason DH and I already have both wills and living wills is because we both had family members who needed them. It's oddly reassuring to have it taken care of.

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I call dibs on extracting his brain with a crochet hook!

It'll only take a minute.

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Funny existential typo, now preserved for posterity.

Apparently, I did that twice. I caught the first, but not the second. Hee.

(Sorry, God. I didn't really mean that.)

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Put my corpse on the moon with an empty gas can in my hand, with footprints that lead back to a VW Beatle that has a map of Cleveland lying open on the front seat.

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