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April 27, 2004
can't....stop....giggling....
okay, I'm totally acting inappropriately, now.
There may be a huge jar of cremains on our dining room table but for some reason, the gravitas of the situation can't prevent me from getting the giggles here, at picturepicture.net.
you know, like when you're in a quiet moment in a play and you can't stop coughing? If you don't know what I mean, well, then I can't explain it to ya - sorry...
thanks to the morning news today:
Teens Steal Skull, Use as Puppet
(note the use of the phrase "violation of sepulchre")
Posted by Heather at April 27, 2004 09:00 AM
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Is it a fancy jar? Mary's ashes came back in a plastic bag inside a cardboard box. Transferring them to the urn invariably involved doing it outside on a windy day. And when it was time to spread them a year and half later, the humidity had caked her in there pretty good. And have I ever told you my friend's "Don't track your father inside the house!" story?
I like "cremains".
Posted by: Ray at April 27, 2004 12:06 PM
the jar looks like a slightly more casual version of this pattern.
when the fella from Elegy Cremation came to the house for the initial consult, I think he noted my mothers' porcelain collection when choosing the jar for final delivery. I haven't yet looked inside to see the contents, but I'm pretty sure they're sealed up purty good.
Posted by: heather at April 27, 2004 12:14 PM
ya'll are fuuuuuuuunnnny . . . oh my . . . I too have had strange things happen around cremains . . . and yes, the giggling I believe is part of the whole cremains experience . . . oh my . . .
Posted by: katherine at April 27, 2004 02:04 PM
I think my favorite part about this story is that they just threw the damned thing away...
Posted by: bran at April 29, 2004 12:22 PM