Connie, you can always use some of the wine in a nice meat dish for the night you plan on drinking it, making sure to reserve enough for a glass or two for yourselves.
Ooh, encourage my husband to experiment more with the cooking. He's the cook in our house.
Oh, fuck ... I wonder how many of his drugs say "Drink alcohol and die" on them.
I don't want to work anymore. I want to go hame and play with Em.
Someone write me a note.
I like that are so many options open to dead people. DH has stated that he doesn't want a funeral service or viewing, which I understand. But the more I think about it, the more I wonder how I will feel and how our friends and family would feel without the chance to say good-bye to him. Funerals are for the living.
I also think I might like to look into one of those teaching methods of body disposal. I think it sounds pretty cool the idea of some young doctor or scientist learning something important from my cold, dead ass.
I've had a hot bath and pizza is on its way. This makes me very happy. That and the peanut butter easter egg.
My father's a mortician, like his father before him, and I spent my first 6 years living in the mortician's home built into the family mortuary.
A good friend of mine is dating a mortician. He's young, cute and gay and when they started dating you can bet the Six Feet Under jokes were flying.
On a completely different note: is it strange that I've spent the last 1 1/2 hours looking at wedding dresses online? And I'm not getting married?
New tags for Susan, Cash, and Kristin.
On a completely different note: is it strange that I've spent the last 1 1/2 hours looking at wedding dresses online? And I'm not getting married?
I think women should be allowed to have one wedding a year. That's not necessarily getting
married,
that's having a wedding. Just so we have an excuse to get really dressed up and wear a wedding dress. It's not just little girls that want to play bride.
Aims, your tag is resonating with me a lot right now.