My husband, Studly Doright, never ceases to amaze me. I’m not sure if it’s his wit, but I’m fairly certain it’s not his wisdom.
Friday afternoon he reminded me that he’ll be attending two celebration of life ceremonies on Saturday for two men he’s played golf with for the last eight years. The guys died within a few hours of one another right before Christmas, and now they’ll be remembered on the same day. The golfers will head straight to the first service following their Saturday round on the links and then to the second after that. They were both good men, as far as I could tell, and had lived interesting lives.
As usual when contemplating death I think ahead to my own wishes for end of life arrangements. Studly and I both want to be cremated, and I told him that instead of a funeral and/or a celebration of life that I just want a wake. I want beer and wine to be served and for everyone to just sit and talk–mostly about me, but I guess I can’t control that. Prayers for a safe transition would be appreciated, and I’d probably be happy with a few tears being shed. Nothing too sad, though. I’d like my kids to pick out some suitable music–they both know what I like.
As to my cremated remains, if I go first I’d like my ashes to be placed in a pretty urn–World Market has some beautiful ones that fit the bill, and they’re a fraction of the cost the funeral home charges. When Studly dies his ashes are to be added to mine.
I was saying all this out loud when Studly interrupted to ask about his second wife.
“Hmm,” I said. “I guess she could join us in the urn if she didn’t have other plans.”
“Wow, you’d be open to a threesome?”
If it makes him feel better, I suppose so.
Peace, people.
Praying for Eyebrowz 
That’s good….
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Definitely witsdom.
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Leave it to you to coin the perfect new word!
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🙂
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You’re very magnanimous to welcome others into your final home! I told my kids I want to be flung off of a mountain top. I hate heights, but I figure, by that point in time, I likely won’t be bothered much so why not fly free 🙂
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That’s the spirit!
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Damn smart I say. Aye think ahead in EVERY way.
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That man. I swear.
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Thanks for the laugh! Too good.
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Glad you enjoyed it!
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Sure did! Have a good day.
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You, too!
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Oh, that is awesome!
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Thanks!
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Kinky! lol 😛
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I know, right?
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Threesomes with 2 women are always a waste of one woman, unless she is gay…….ones woman is more than any man can handle, plus the game is usually coming on , so ……
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Gay or bi….don’t forget bi.
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You made me laugh out loud on three to the urn. World Market has different sizes so I suppose it is plausible. 😊
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He either needs to marry a really skinny second wife or buy a jumbo sized urn.
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You’re too much. 😂😳
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😉
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Dang, those ashes sound pretty frisky!
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What happens in the urn, stays in the urn.
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