Tresa's Blog

Let’s get this straight, I’m like pretty sure I’m not sick so this is just a post OK?  The song thing and the rest I sort of came up with to torture my kids because I managed to raise some strait laced children?  I can hear the older one say “oh Mother” cuz she knows I hate to be called Mother for various reasons.  If you can’t take black humor, don’t read anymore, you have been warned.

I’ve sort of been holding back on you all, I thought if you knew how shall we say strange I really was you would maybe run screaming.

Now I’ve decided I must reveal the truth.

I’ve sort of planned my funeral.

Don’t get all morbid on me, OK?  I say that OK as a question quite a bit don’t I?

First of all some members of my family have been cremated.  Me? Not so much.  For some reason it just doesn’t seem right.  Now you will be really surprised @ my thought.  I would make good fertilizer.  Like ground up and sort of scattered over the garden?  Think of the pilgrims and the fish.   Same thing.

I don’t want to be embalmed.  But they need to make sure I’m really dead, especially if we go through with the fertilizer thing.  (you do know you can’t even start a family graveyard anymore don’t you?)  And if they do bury me take my wedding ring off and take all my organs, anything useful GET IT.

Any flowers wreaths etc. in fact the whole funeral thing leaves me cold.  NOPE, I wouldn’t mind a party though, a last hoo rah, I wouldn’t be there but we could have like pictures, not taken of me but of me alive (sicko, although my family does do the dead people picture thing, it’s stopping with THIS generation I tell ya).   I would prefer people feel free to celebrate as they want.  I pictured a cauldron in the garden behind the house that had been fertilized by me and maybe some wild dancing by moonlight and moonshine, but that’s just me.  (I am kidding about that last part, it was a bad dream I had)  But a really wild party with nothing actually burning or being wrecked would be appropriate.

Regarding the funeral music because they have all told me I will be dead and they will do what they durn well please so I suppose I will have a funeral so I might as well have the music I want?  Right? Right!

1. I can’t get no satisfaction, Rolling Stones, my daughters would dance to this when they were toddlers
2. Take it Easy, Eagles, my mantra, that and lusting after the Eagles
3. House of the Rising Sun, Animals, mostly because I can play it
4. And last but not least…… Sympathy for the Devil, Rolling Stones.  The title says it all.

I get into the last song and people (my nosy interfering dear family) are usually telling me I’m NOT getting my way, blah blah blah, they will tell the grandkids because they are the ones who will end up taking car of me.  That’s when I stop and plug my fingers in my ears and start singing loudly because I AM a grown up you know?  AND you know what I sing don’t you?

No Silly, not my funeral songs, Chantilly Lace, it’s a good drown out annoying brats my family song!