The Front Porch Swing

[LindaB220]

That's it!!!!! Thank you.....I was having a blonde moment and couldn't remember.

I got the idea from Patricia Cornwell's book.

Enola, my dear, I respect you so much but on this I think you're nuts. Bonkers. Don't do that to your kids and family. Leave them with some kind of good memories.

 

[LindaB220]

We are! Sort of like the Red Hat Society......

So we are, except we have rubber boots, gloves and a BUDstick.

Edited for content: My Fort Knox is finished and full of happy runny, flying babies. My man did a stellar job and also made me a 6' long 2x6 trough per your instructions and also a 6' wide roost with 4 bars. Like I'm gonna need 50 chickens in there. It doesn't matter, it's fabulous. It cost $235 for parts and labor and includes a tin roof. I'm so set. Of course, nothing can get in under the tin I've put down anyways because we had it on dirt/rock. He pounded 4 bent pieces of rebar on each corner to keep it down in case of tornado and I don't think it could go even if out mobile home did. In that case maybe we'll all go out and sit in the coop.

This was the free dog kennel that is 7.5'x12' that someone gave me. In full shade except before 11am.

 

[Triple Willow]

So we are, except we have rubber boots, gloves and a BUDstick.    

And guns, don't forget the guns! LOL

 

[Beekissed]

Enola, my dear, I respect you so much but on this I think you're nuts. Bonkers. Don't do that to your kids and family. Leave them with some kind of good memories.

I think she's brilliant! And selfless. I can't imagine a better memory of my mother than that she was thinking of others so much that she would do something this kind for them.

If I thought anyone would benefit from my tired old remains hereabouts I'd donate my shell to them, but in these parts it's not as easy to donate to science and such...they generally want you to have some condition they can study or they want you to be a certain size so as to fit into the vats better.

 

[lovingmyhens]

That is stunning.... and an excellent price.

When I go I want my ashes sprinkled on my property. Both mom and Grandma have prepaid arrangements at Hermosa Cemetary to be with Dad and Grandpa. Its the same Cemetary one of Wyatt Earps brothers is buried. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Colton,_California

Colton was where we lived when I was born. I have no connections there.... I want to be on my land. Cant be done legally so ashes.

I need to get it written down...

deb

I don't even care what happens after I am gone...I want to be cremated because I would rather my girls use the money on something fun for themselves...go on a cruise or get something fixed in their house...pay a bill. Seems a waste of money to have a funeral, get a casket, a plot at a cemetery. I don't want to be "visited" because I won't be there! I'll be gone, life goes on and the party will start when they all reach me in Heaven!
And yea, I need to get this written down too!

 

[lovingmyhens]

That's it!!!!! Thank you.....I was having a blonde moment and couldn't remember.

I got the idea from Patricia Cornwell's book.

I love her!

 

[enola]

Enola, my dear, I respect you so much but on this I think you're nuts.   Bonkers.   Don't do that to your kids and family.   Leave them with some kind of good memories.

Actually all of my kids are fine with this, as are the siblings that I have cared to discuss this with. I have been married twice, bad decissions both times. My first husband was a drunk with sticky fingers and wandering eyes and pants that wouldn't stay on. He also punched me more than once. My second husband was a workaholic/control freak who thought that the kids and I were slaves. We all left him one at a time. My son went all the way to he west coast to get away from him.

I have special feelings for abused wives/women/girlfriends of abusive men.......... 

 

[lazy gardener]

Ok folks, while we're planning funerals, I gotta share my plans... If I should die before my Lord comes again. I plan to go out with a big bang... want a huge party... without expense. No embalming, perhaps cremation after those parts that can be of use to others are harvested. But a big old party with a big old pot luck, invite every one who ever knew me, and hopefully those who know some one who knew me. It'll be my last chance to tell folks of the reason for my hope in Christ. All my favorite Christian music, and a plain as the nose on my face explanation of the way to be 100% sure where you'll spend eternity. Because, folks, the soul is forever. You get to decide what path your soul will follow. Back to the party: No flowers, except for those that can be taken home and planted, in hopes that every time they bloom, it will be a rememberance of my desire to share Christ. I have some beautiful yellow daffodils now growing and spreading in my flower beds. Every time I see one of those yellow blooms, I am reminded of a dear lady who is one of the lucky survivors of Acute Monocytic Leukemia. I hosted a blood drive for her, and passed out yellow daffodil bulbs to every one who came to donate. Every time I see a yellow daffodil in my yard, I'm reminded of my friend Robin, and prompted to pray for her.

 

[enola]

I think she's brilliant!  And selfless.  I can't imagine a better memory of my mother than that she was thinking of others so much that she would do something this kind for them. 

If I thought anyone would benefit from my tired old remains hereabouts I'd donate my shell to them, but in these parts it's not as easy to donate to science and such...they generally want you to have some condition they can study or they want you to be a certain size so as to fit into the vats better. 

Thank you, Bee

 

[LindaB220]

Actually all of my kids are fine with this, as are the siblings that I have cared to discuss this with. I have been married twice, bad decissions both times. My first husband was a drunk with sticky fingers and wandering eyes and pants that wouldn't stay on. He also punched me more than once. My second husband was a workaholic/control freak who thought that the kids and I were slaves. We all left him one at a time. My son went all the way to he west coast to get away from him.

I have special feelings for abused wives/women/girlfriends of abusive men..........

Ok I take back the bonkers title.

As long as your family is alright with it. I also have bad vibes about going in the ground. I'm thinking like Bee. Cremate me.