What a freakin' relief this was to read! Been struggling with far too many obits this decade, and I'm still having some unresolved guilt for not attending my brother's "memorial" a few weeks back (in another state, 6 months after the fact). My brother didn't want a funeral, either, so that's how I know it was OKAY... but people are so fucking judgmental. I HATE FUNERALS AND PHONE CALLS!! So I honor your wishes. (btw, Tom & I are alive and about half the time well, and anti-social as usual but we don't roll our eyes if we hear from you LOL)
Yeah, that's why we always got along; we think a lot alike! Funerals are hard, you have to dress up and talk to people and you just feel like shit the whole time. Why would I want to put anyone through that? Glad you guys are doing half well at least; same here! We do need to get together though! We can all sit in the room together and just text each other. :-) Appreciate you reading and commenting, Traci. I was in charge of my father at the end and did neither an obit or a funeral. I told the people that needed telling and let them deal with it in their own way, without a tie no less.
Love this and tend to agree! I had a little fun with mom's obit when she passed in 2020. Funny how with age comes the ability to occasionally step outside of the expected. Oh to not be a people pleaser....
Thanks for reading, Christy! Yes, I find that stepping outside the box is never dull. Sometimes dangerous, perhaps, but with age comes the ability to say "fuck it". :-)
Timmy, 1) I donated my body to science....so there is that. 2) Mary Roach - Stiff 3) I will write your obit if you write mine. We should start soon. This eye surgery thing waits for no one. I will mention your sexual prowess and rakish good looks. Plus the fact that you like to drive with your gas light on. I will be snarky and snide. You be witty and droll. We shall giggle and snort and kick up our heels. I will not be wearing socks.
if i were to have to have an obituary, you would be the one to write it. you know where all the bodies are buried. and yes, aren't you scheduled for the second eye soon? but i fear you are the witty and droll one; i tend toward snide. :-) but i'll try and make you seem almost as exceedingly bad ass as you were in life. just promise me if you die first, you come back and haunt me, we'll go shimmying down drain ditches again.
it was a hoot and a half! your mother thought we were nuts.
i'll be thinking positive thoughts and look forward to a positive report. tell dartmouth if they don't do right by you, i shall come and kick their collective asses. xoxo
What a freakin' relief this was to read! Been struggling with far too many obits this decade, and I'm still having some unresolved guilt for not attending my brother's "memorial" a few weeks back (in another state, 6 months after the fact). My brother didn't want a funeral, either, so that's how I know it was OKAY... but people are so fucking judgmental. I HATE FUNERALS AND PHONE CALLS!! So I honor your wishes. (btw, Tom & I are alive and about half the time well, and anti-social as usual but we don't roll our eyes if we hear from you LOL)
Yeah, that's why we always got along; we think a lot alike! Funerals are hard, you have to dress up and talk to people and you just feel like shit the whole time. Why would I want to put anyone through that? Glad you guys are doing half well at least; same here! We do need to get together though! We can all sit in the room together and just text each other. :-) Appreciate you reading and commenting, Traci. I was in charge of my father at the end and did neither an obit or a funeral. I told the people that needed telling and let them deal with it in their own way, without a tie no less.
Love this and tend to agree! I had a little fun with mom's obit when she passed in 2020. Funny how with age comes the ability to occasionally step outside of the expected. Oh to not be a people pleaser....
Thanks for reading, Christy! Yes, I find that stepping outside the box is never dull. Sometimes dangerous, perhaps, but with age comes the ability to say "fuck it". :-)
Timmy, 1) I donated my body to science....so there is that. 2) Mary Roach - Stiff 3) I will write your obit if you write mine. We should start soon. This eye surgery thing waits for no one. I will mention your sexual prowess and rakish good looks. Plus the fact that you like to drive with your gas light on. I will be snarky and snide. You be witty and droll. We shall giggle and snort and kick up our heels. I will not be wearing socks.
if i were to have to have an obituary, you would be the one to write it. you know where all the bodies are buried. and yes, aren't you scheduled for the second eye soon? but i fear you are the witty and droll one; i tend toward snide. :-) but i'll try and make you seem almost as exceedingly bad ass as you were in life. just promise me if you die first, you come back and haunt me, we'll go shimmying down drain ditches again.
g-d, that was SO much fun...
left eye surgery is Thursday, Aug 08 at DHMC.
it was a hoot and a half! your mother thought we were nuts.
i'll be thinking positive thoughts and look forward to a positive report. tell dartmouth if they don't do right by you, i shall come and kick their collective asses. xoxo
I respect your wishes and will make sure you do NOT have a funeral! That's the least I can do in exchange for lemon/blueberry bread!!
Deal! :-p