Sunday, January 4, 2009


To those of you who have contacted me privately to express your concern over my morbid obsession with my own death, you can relax. I have found a healthy outlet for my need to control my family from The Great Beyond when my time comes.

Instead of worrying about what they will wear, I decided to focus on what I will wear. Hence the search for the PERFECT URN has now begun. I need something amendable to Bedazzling. As soon as I find the perfect urn, my glue gun and I are going to go to town and bling that mutha out. Think of the relief this will be to my family when the time comes, not to have to worry about what to do with my remains. It's a win win!

And also, while having my terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day, I neglected to do my post for Day 3 of 365 of Grace. Also did not do my 365 Days self portrait. Oh well. Can't turn back the clock, but I can tell you that I am grateful for:

1. It wasn't me that dinged my neighbor's truck.
2. Good friends, old and new, in my life.
3. Roads are not icy anymore.
4. Healthy children.
5. Healthy self.


Amy said...

You've inspired me to put together my own postmortem package complete with details on what my funeral should be (disco ball and bright happy colors), nobody is viewing my dead ass, videos and letters for the kids, instructions for the parents and grands to all share in raising the kids, that sort of thing.

I mean, it's all for not, cause I'm not going to die, but if in the off chance, it does know.

God forbid anything happens to my kids. I would cease to exist, methinks.

I can't imagine what Travolta's are going through right now...such a tragedy. Ugh.

katydidnot said...

6. bedazzled urn.

Fantastic Forrest said...

I'm grateful for you! :)

You make me smile.