My Grandmother wanted to be cremated and have her ashes spread over a field of blue bonnets. So after she was cremated, someone thought it was be a good idea to take handfuls of her and spread her around thinking good thoughts. Midway through I realized how disgusting this was. That was about the time the wind picked up. Grandma blew back in my face and I choked on her.
On our way home, one of my sisters wanted to go through a drive through and pick up a burger.
I said, “I have to go in. I have Grandma all over my hands and steering wheel.”
My sister start to laugh. That’s when I realized she a smudge of Grandma on her teeth. I told her to keep her mouth shut, but she never listens. I wonder if that makes her a cannibal.
Someday soon I’ll have to tell you how my sisters misplaced Mom. They are in so much trouble when they get to heaven.
Whoops! You see, a man would never make that mistake. You always have to be careful doing something against the wind! 🙂
I’m sure your mum has forgiven you and is happy where ever she is. She’s probably smiling at your story now and feeling very proud of you.
You mentioned blue something, a flower. My favourite flowers are bluebells which grow in English woodlands. They take me back to my childhood when the world was a mystery to me and yet somehow, I always knew that the bluebells had their own story to tell.
Love your sense of humour and your tweets and posts. Don’t stop. It’s a pleasure to read. 🙂
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Ah, yes. You’re right.
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Love your sense of humor D! Had a good laugh/giggling bout after this read – which was very appreciated in the midst of a move!
Will be looking for the next post – story – and more merriment too!
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Glad I could make you laugh.
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On a day like today, maybe some of your Grandma is still blowing around. Following you. I’d follow you if I could figure out twitter.
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Thanks just the thought I need!!
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Same thing happened to us when we tried to sprinkle my aunt’s ashes in the ocean off the coast of Maine; We all got a face full of Aunt Rita. Its not so romantic as it sounds. 😉 I like that your post regards a solemn occasion with a sense of humor…I posted about that recently. Check it out if you have the time, I’d like to hear your thoughts. http://macperrysblog.blogspot.com/2011/06/how-to-deal-with-death-laugh.html?spref=fb
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I know right? Why do we do that ashes thing? I don’t think it ever comes out right.
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Thanks for the laugh. 🙂
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Your welcome, glad someone else sees the humor in life’s events.
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Hello Deidra,
I don’t see that you have a ‘contact me’ page on here, so I’m using your comment box. I couldn’t find you on Facebook and wondered if you have a page there? Do you have any books published?
Thanks,
Lea Ellen B.
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Hey Lea Ellen,
I guess I should add a contact me page, though honestly I never thought anyone would want to contact me. I don’t have anything on Facebook yet. I just put up a LinkedIn page, not very exciting. Facebook is next on my list. I’m on twitter @deidraalexander.
I’m working on a novel about a super hunkie night guardian and the girl destined to kill him. I’ve almost finished and hope to have it with a publisher soon.
Thanks for writing. I’ll try to get something up for you this weekend. I’d love to know what you think.
D
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I think You became one too, because You choked! haha. Keep it up. Regards.
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