'Objects In Space'
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, butt kicking, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
My condolences, KatieBee.
We saved my dad's ashes for 16 years (reverently stuffing them in a box on a shelf in the back of a closet) until my mom died and they are scattered together in the memorial garden at my mom's church.
This is what we're doing, except I'm to divide the ashes between my grandparents' burial plots (my maternal grandparents are on a beautiful sloping hillside surrounded by centuries-old oak trees) and someplace scenic up in the Ozarks.
My condolences, KatieBee.
My mother was a vehement believer in cremation so when my father died, she had him cremated. After quite a while, with the ashes in a cardboard box, she had the ashes interred in a veterans cemetary. She died and my sister had her ashes interred with his.
My sister has the ashes of her now deceased cats and is saving them to be interred with her when she dies. Not sure how to feel about that.
Oh, my god, I am in a post-vacation snit, not helped by the complete frustration that contract job is already giving me. Oh, the demo server you wanted me to work on wasn't TURNED ON? Glad I spent that half hour troubleshooting before I called you.
Oh, and the username and password you gave me just literally didn't exist? Great! Totally useful.
Ugh, Dana. Starting up is always hard.
I mean, not in all contexts but if you have to ask then probably yes.
Yeah, fair. The answer for me was yes.
Timelies all!
I'm sorry, KB.
Went to the Irish Museum of Rock Music and rode on a Hop-On Hop-Off bus for a bit. Mr. S has been behaving badly for much of the day. We fly back tomorrow.
My sister has the ashes of her now deceased cats and is saving them to be interred with her when she dies. Not sure how to feel about that.
I kinda roll my eyes about Mom wanting to be scattered with Domino, but figure WTH, right?
I had Coco cremated. His ashes are in a box on my desk. He hung out with me in life as I worked from home, and he does now as well.
The ashes of my in-laws' beloved teacup poodle were buried with my FIL. It seemed weird, but that man adored that little creature. Its name was Cuddles. My FIL was in the Navy in Korea and Nam and went off with the Special Forces when he was bored, but the greatest love of his life after my MIL was a teacup poodle.
Really sorry, KB.
Got hit will a bad headache and nosebleed at work. Unfortunate timing as I need to get and put in a new mailbox since someone played mailbox baseball on our street last night. Guess that's still a thing.
Yikes, Gud! Could the two things be connected?
(Of course, it could just be that your mutant powers are finally manifesting.)