Well, I talked to Mom today, finally! I've had the misfortune of just missing several of her phone calls. She's still doing well and returning this Thursday. I've really missed just picking up the phone and chatting with her and, at least the last few months anyway, being able to make plans to see her for the day. It's definitely been strange and I'll be happy when she's back.
I'm taking the GACE this Saturday, the Media Specialist portion. I'm a little nervous, I haven't taken any standardized test in so long. What if my brain completely freezes up? I'll be glad when it's over.
I'm listening to The Rainbow Connection on Pandora Radio while I type (LOVE it), and the song is Sarah Maclahlan's version of The Rainbow Connection (remember the Muppet Movie?). It's really neat, the first time I've heard it. I think I want it played at my funeral, I love that song so much. I suppose it's morbid, but I really do think sometimes about how I want my memorial service to be and what I want played and everything. Mom says she doesn't want her obituary in the paper, any fancy service, or anything like that. That's definitely where she and I differ. I told my husband I want a long and elaborate obituary, with lots of flowery phrases such as "my beloved wife" and "heaven loaned us an angel" and all the good stuff. Oh, and with a very flattering picture. Even if I'm 100 and he really has to dig back for one. I even read the obituaries now, not all of them, just the ones that really stand out to me, and give him examples. I'm like, "Now THIS is what I want." I tell him he should take notes and keep a file or something, but he doesn't listen. Apparently, he feels I'm worrying him so much about it that he'll definitely go before me and won't have to write mine!
Anyhow, how did I digress into that??
Monday, March 23, 2009
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Poor fellow. Can't say I blame him. If I can't have all that stuff said about/to me while I'm still here, "they" can keep it when I'm gone!
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