tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18394742.post2811975136081440630..comments2023-12-12T08:22:49.015-07:00Comments on navel gazing at its finest: Farewell Sweet MaidenTheOneTrueSuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04756132396031048647noreply@blogger.comBlogger105125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18394742.post-20130467380662419482011-12-14T11:01:39.598-07:002011-12-14T11:01:39.598-07:00I do not even know how I ended up here, but I thou...I do not even know how I ended up here, but I thought this post was great. I do not know who you are but definitely youre going to a famous blogger if you arent already Cheers!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18394742.post-87084781828414813212010-02-28T23:42:53.694-07:002010-02-28T23:42:53.694-07:00You're a spaz!!! This was pretty funny, Sue! ...You're a spaz!!! This was pretty funny, Sue! I agree: I want people to be sad. No one better say, "Amber wouldn't want us to be sad". Bull sheesh!!! The funniest person you know is dead! You better be sad!AS Amberhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15824357857464010209noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18394742.post-34509759471143840362010-02-27T17:52:33.904-07:002010-02-27T17:52:33.904-07:00I love your blog! In fact, I just gave you a blog...I love your blog! In fact, I just gave you a blog award!! Check it out at http://dedeland.blogspot.com/2010/02/blogger-award.html <br /><br />:-)Evelynhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16715568390101432378noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18394742.post-49191736339301286262010-02-27T05:48:02.308-07:002010-02-27T05:48:02.308-07:00I just laughed my head off at this (can of cinnamo...I just laughed my head off at this (can of cinnamon rolls...that's hilarious! and delicious.) then I got to the comments and freaked out when I realized someone had stolen my identity and commented. Then I realized it was an archive post and I had commented myself . I'm over it now, but still laughing.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18394742.post-86733948302077002162010-02-26T10:04:38.337-07:002010-02-26T10:04:38.337-07:00I have to tell you- I actually had this same conve...I have to tell you- I actually had this same conversation with my husband. His grandma just died. I had a list things that I wanted- like a primary song etc. I also told him what I wanted if I was in an accident or just got really old and it was time to go. He said that that's great that I have an opinion- because I'll be gone and he'll do it the way he wants to. :)Amyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16652844973442258951noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18394742.post-49682674432406942592009-10-24T23:19:28.186-06:002009-10-24T23:19:28.186-06:00i was thinking about how i would plan my funeral o...i was thinking about how i would plan my funeral out and remembered how awesome your post was!also known as shellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10280737146956750549noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18394742.post-61468949254971475622009-01-16T21:01:00.000-07:002009-01-16T21:01:00.000-07:00Do you get tired of hearing people tell you you're...Do you get tired of hearing people tell you you're hilarious? I was gonna write that but then I thought, "Well, she has gotten like 98 comments of being told how funny she is, she gets it right?"<BR/><BR/>Anyway.........<BR/>The eyeball donation was freakin' hilarious!!!!!!! haBrookehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09654975341043528431noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18394742.post-75412651554932734672009-01-13T10:39:00.000-07:002009-01-13T10:39:00.000-07:00I loved this post the first time ans well, I still...I loved this post the first time ans well, I still love it!Alison Wonderlandhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15764321314666554990noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18394742.post-52275416643153958162008-09-29T22:06:00.000-06:002008-09-29T22:06:00.000-06:00This post is hilarious and reminded me of a poem I...This post is hilarious and reminded me of a poem I wrote years ago called Requiem for the Grandiose. (I like to plan various incarnations of my funeral, too...)<BR/><BR/>Requiem for the Grandiose<BR/><BR/>©1997 by Susan Noyes Anderson, The Comstock Review<BR/><BR/>The day you killed me, I thought––What a drag––<BR/>and started making funeral arrangements.<BR/>I’d deal with all the requisite estrangements.<BR/>If dying was the task, then I’d die fine.<BR/>“A wooden casket?” No, I’d take the steel.<BR/>They rust? All right, then make mine copper, please.<BR/>“Impervious,” they crowed. That worked for me.<BR/>Off-white, of course, with roses at the crown.<BR/>Let it be said, “She always stopped to smell them.”<BR/>The eulogy? (Could this have been poor taste?)<BR/>Who better to deliver it than me? Though dead,<BR/>I eulogized myself so well that people barely noticed <BR/>I was gone; though later some were sorry to conclude<BR/>that I had failed––sometimes they felt the loss.<BR/><BR/>And resurrection did exceed my grasp.Susan Andersonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16049586085703324088noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18394742.post-89679371737244662072008-09-17T20:14:00.000-06:002008-09-17T20:14:00.000-06:00Totally awesome!! At their great-grandmother's fun...Totally awesome!! At their great-grandmother's funeral, I dared my daughter and her cousin to pose by the body in the Relief Society room and flash a peace sign and take a picture. They totally wimped out. When I'm old and dead, I seriously want my great-grandkids to have a little fun before they chuck me into the ground. <BR/>Keep up the great blogs!Kelli Wigginshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01581105203082268137noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18394742.post-6710459516531906682008-09-17T08:39:00.000-06:002008-09-17T08:39:00.000-06:00Jamie said... "And don't bury me beautifully. Che...Jamie said... "And don't bury me beautifully. Cheap, cheap, cheap! Go to Disneyland if you want to drop a load of money. I'll be dead and stalking...um, I mean watching over you. I am not going to care if I have a fluffy pillow. I promise."<BR/><BR/>I couldn't agree more!!! When I die I won't care if I'm in pine box. Save the money and do something great with - I say!!! As a matter of fact, I hope I'm in a pine box. Easier to get out of when resurrected! :)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18394742.post-88563943491430625342008-09-08T23:35:00.000-06:002008-09-08T23:35:00.000-06:00This post and the comments are so freakin hilariou...This post and the comments are so freakin hilarious! Is it weird that I do this about my husband's funeral? He has his all planned but I have even better plans... AND I want to outlive him so he won't be alone when I'm gone. But, if I go first, I know they will all fall apart, because I'm holding the world together over here, right???Shelliehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12851446861098955538noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18394742.post-44237004295656062162008-09-07T15:19:00.000-06:002008-09-07T15:19:00.000-06:00ha ha ha this is so great. And totally morbid, wh...ha ha ha this is so great. And totally morbid, which I love!Jen R.https://www.blogger.com/profile/05899702593671796315noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18394742.post-65814340739851098932008-09-05T15:44:00.000-06:002008-09-05T15:44:00.000-06:00Regardless of what I want sung at my funeral, I ca...Regardless of what I want sung at my funeral, I can just imagine my whole family getting up, doning past horrific halloween costumes that I made them wear and singing,<BR/>'Ding, Dong the Witch is Dead,' from the Wizard of Oz. <BR/>They will then probably just have candy for meal because mom never lets them have candy anymore.fawndearhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03615865845078146063noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18394742.post-86456964578356743812008-09-05T15:43:00.000-06:002008-09-05T15:43:00.000-06:00"The one thing I'm way worried about isWill I have...<I>"The one thing I'm way worried about is<BR/><BR/>Will I have fat chin laying down like that?"</I><BR/><BR/>I don't know if this would help, but I've looked into the problem and what I found is that in order for people to be sort of soft (so family memebers won't mind touching them), the mortitions dilute the embalming fluid. If you've ever seen a "soft person" as compared to a "hard person" it's a remarkable difference. My husband's grandmother looked better in death than she had in life and she was as hard as a rock. So, I've instructed my husband to make me hard, baby. For some reason he thinks that's really funny.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18394742.post-39663129038490312492008-09-04T23:46:00.000-06:002008-09-04T23:46:00.000-06:00Awesome! I always wanted someone to sing Memory fr...Awesome! I always wanted someone to sing Memory from Cats at my funeral while a montage of photos from my life plays in the background. Not a dry eye (hopefully)!Laylabeanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01594192277911574771noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18394742.post-25337194547823587602008-09-04T23:24:00.000-06:002008-09-04T23:24:00.000-06:00"when they wake up in the night and look around wi...<EM>"when they wake up in the night and look around with their donated eyeballs, they'll see me staring RIGHT at them, kind of like I'm haunting them, but in a nice way." </EM><BR/><BR/>This is the funniest post I have ever read! Thank you so much for giving me the longest belly laugh of my life (I can't breathe! I can't breathe!..oh no...and I haven't planned my funeral yet!)<BR/><BR/>All the comments here are priceless! You have inspired me! I know just what to do now. I am going to sing at my own funeral, too. But not a canned recording. Oh, no! I will insist my voice box is donated to a designated funeral soloist. Just imagine the impact it will have...everyone will be sitting there crying softly with their heads bowed down as the unknown woman approaches the pulpit - the music will start softly, and suddenly they will hear my own dulcet tones belting out "Pie Jesu", or maybe "Don't cry for me, Argentina". Not that anyone in Argentina actually knows me and is crying, but the song is a really great show-stopper and I should get to perform it at least once for a large audience - so why not at my own funeral! Brilliant!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18394742.post-81784073382945280592008-09-04T21:52:00.000-06:002008-09-04T21:52:00.000-06:00My husband would like me and his best friend to si...My husband would like me and his best friend to sing "Exquisite Dead Guy" by They Might be Giants." I think that would be quite touching.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18394742.post-8628567307613441302008-09-04T20:32:00.000-06:002008-09-04T20:32:00.000-06:00Of course I've thought of this. I mean for real w...Of course I've thought of this. I mean for real who hasn't.<BR/><BR/>The one thing I'm way worried about is<BR/><BR/>Will I have fat chin laying down like that?<BR/><BR/>and <BR/><BR/>Who will do my makeup?<BR/><BR/>FOR REALS!!!!also known as shellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10280737146956750549noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18394742.post-13683179208264798722008-09-04T16:40:00.000-06:002008-09-04T16:40:00.000-06:00All I know is I want to be buried wrapped up in a ...All I know is I want to be buried wrapped up in a favorite quilt (made by me) in a pine box. At the funeral I don't want any speakers, but I have a collection of nice (and a bit too generous) things my friends have said about me. I want whoever wants to to come up and read them one by one.<BR/><BR/>And after they bury me in the cold hard ground I want some speakers w/ maxed out bass to blast "Sweet Home Alabama" as people walk back to their cars.<BR/><BR/>Somewhere in there bagpipes would be nice, but I'm not quite sure how to reconcile them with the Lynyrd Skynyard.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18394742.post-17145721549226978642008-09-04T12:20:00.001-06:002008-09-04T12:20:00.001-06:00Sister,..you are so funny. AND I can totally relat...Sister,..you are so funny. AND I can totally relate. I tell my husband and kids to not worry about me until I am on my death bed,...and then you had better CRY, CRY, CRY!!!! I also would like a mausoleum, you know, with a big weeping angel or something on top. So it really stand out inthe cemetery. Also I would like to be put in with a Pepsi and a book in the corner (so I can find it in the dark), just in case someone wasn't paying attention and maybe I'm still alive. If my husband remarries, he and my children need to bring her to the graveside regularly to weep/grieve/worship,..whatever. They roll their eyes and say you are so crazy,...I AM a nurse, I know about these things! ~AprilAprilhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07684557900756352852noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18394742.post-77929726615793042022008-09-04T12:20:00.000-06:002008-09-04T12:20:00.000-06:00Sister,..you are so funny. AND I can totally relat...Sister,..you are so funny. AND I can totally relate. I tell my husband and kids to not worry about me until I am on my death bed,...and then you had better CRY, CRY, CRY!!!! I also would like a mausoleum, you know, with a big weeping angel or something on top. So it really stand out inthe cemetery. Also I would like to be put in with a Pepsi and a book in the corner (so I can find it in the dark), just in case someone wasn't paying attention and maybe I'm still alive. If my husband remarries, he and my children need to bring her to the graveside regularly to weep/grieve/worship,..whatever. They roll their eyes and say you are so crazy,...I AM a nurse, I know about these things! ~AprilAprilhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07684557900756352852noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18394742.post-78358280878191915472008-09-04T12:18:00.000-06:002008-09-04T12:18:00.000-06:00Sister,..you are so funny. AND I can totally relat...Sister,..you are so funny. AND I can totally relate. I tell my husband and kids to not worry about me until I am on my death bed,...and then you had better CRY, CRY, CRY!!!! I also would like a mausoleum, you know, with a big weeping angel or something on top. So it really stand out inthe cemetery. Also I would like to be put in with a Pepsi and a book in the corner (so I can find it in the dark), just in case someone wasn't paying attention and maybe I'm still alive. If my husband remarries, he and my children need to bring her to the graveside regularly to weep/grieve/worship,..whatever. They roll their eyes and say you are so crazy,...I AM a nurse, I know about these things! ~AprilAprilhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07684557900756352852noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18394742.post-84243783528505317412008-09-04T11:32:00.000-06:002008-09-04T11:32:00.000-06:00You're crazy funny! This is a great spin on Stephe...You're crazy funny! This is a great spin on Stephen Covey's rule, "Begin With The End In Mind". I'm glad I'm not the only one who has specific ideas on what my husband's next wife should be like. For your musical number I vote Pantin's song from Les Mis. That would be a sob-getter.<BR/><BR/>BTW thanks for odding me to Mormon Mommy Blogs. I was so excited I had to write a whole post about it :-)Little GrumpyAngelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14065581455480762162noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18394742.post-9125175708629975062008-09-04T08:23:00.000-06:002008-09-04T08:23:00.000-06:00I actually have a folder on my computer labeled "I...I actually have a folder on my computer labeled "In Case of The Worst" where I am preparing photos and life sketches for my close family members (and myself, of course) because if something happens to me there won't be anyone around who will actually get this done.<BR/><BR/>My mom's cousin actually insisted on being buried in a pinebox and having weeds on his casket--and they did it.Lindsayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17616517145578402506noreply@blogger.com