This one ties with the funeral thread.....not mine, my mom's. Mom had been very ill and ready to go "home" for quite some time, actually since she lost my Dad 10 yrs. ago. You all know how funeral directors are? Trying hard not to offend the bereaved, unctious, etc.? OF COURSE they made sure the phones were turned off in the chapel before the service started.........NOW, what is the last thing your parents say when you walk out the door? "Call when you get there",eh? Well, the phone rang right druing the schmaltzy part of the service. Everybody nearly died laughing including the minister! What makes it even funnier is that 10 yrs ago my dad was cremated, and I had instructions to do several different things with the ashes, one of which was to take some back to Kansas and scatter them in a special spot. I never got it done, and I think dad was a little PO'd about it.
So here we are in Kansas with Mom, a casket and a gravesite....we took some ashes out to his special spot, and put the rest in a quart canning jar and put them under her skirt....
We really did put "Call When You Get There" on the gravestone!