Sunday, April 22, 2012

My Final Wishes

I may be a bit of a drama queen. Okay. That's an understatement. Let's start over.

Hi. My name is Sara, and I am a drama queen.

Case in point: I have a cold, therefore, I have declared (more than once in the last ten minutes) that I am quite possibly dying and I should probably finish my will. (By that I mean, I must remind my friend Erica that it's her job to erase my hard drives should I meet an untimely demise. That kind of thing.)

And since I am clearly dying, I think it is important to make my final wishes known as to what I want done with my corpse. I'm not a fan of coffins, and I am certainly not going to pick out my own. Instead, I want to be cremated.

But I don't want to be cremated just to end up in an old cookie jar on the top shelf of a distant relatives' pantry. No. I want to be cremated and mailed to these people. (If you don't want to click the link, it's to a company that smashes the remains of people and pets into diamonds.)

I think it would be quite awesome for a ring to be made from my ashes, and then handed down from generation to generation. Eventually, I am positive the story would become that the ring was Grandma Sara's, when the reality would be the ring IS Grandma Sara.

[insert evil laugh here]


4 Thoughts on This:

Heather said...

Apparently We've gotten in sync again as I too have been hit with a nasty cold. I have left my husband instructions on how to finish/delegate my current projects should I die before I wake.

Erica said...

Consider it erased :)

Adventures In Babywearing said...

WOW!!! I did not know that. And also, I just got over an awful cold. I hope you feel better soon!

Steph

Satire Mouth said...

Hello, Random Blogger here:
That was really funny. Keep it up!