Today is my birthday and I'll be spending my "day off" at a funeral. Well, actually, it's a memorial service to plant the ashes of my husband's aunt. It's scheduled for 11:00 am, so right in the middle of a very hectic schedule of topsy-turvy stuff that I have to do. DH and I hadn't decided until last night which of us would attend this "event", but decided I would be the better choice. So I get to meet with two of my nieces at the cemetery entrance shortly before 11 am today and we'll plant DH's Aunt Phyllis into the ground beside her husband.
I only met Aunt Phyllis twice - once in her home in Kansas City, one when she came up to the Cities to visit with her sister - my mother-in-law. She didn't care for me - for that matter, she didn't care for many people at all, so I wasn't anything special in that regard. But, she died earlier this year and was cremated. Her cremains were sent to a cousin up here whom I don't think I've ever met. Out of that whole side of the family, I only liked her husband's brother who lived up here and was a semi-regular customer of mine at the shop. He was fun and an excellent beader.
Apparently Aunt Phyllis didn't like any of the boys in the family - Jim, his older brother Michael, or their cousin Mark. She liked my husband's sister and the daughters of the one sister who lived in California. She and her husband were childless (I suspect by choice rather than any physical aspect) and lived in Kansas City, so we didn't have to interact with her. I don't even recall her coming up for my mother-in-law's funeral. No real loss there, though. We didn't need her attitude ruining that day, and it was a bitterly cold sub-zero day in January for an outdoor funeral. Brrrrrr.
So I'll go do the family thing and at least see my oldest niece again - always a joy. It does punch a hole in my day, though, so I'm hoping I can get the things done that I need to. No time to waste, so, I'm going to wrap this up and head out to the pool. A good swim on the first day of my next year of life sounds like the perfect thing to do. Have an excellent day. Slava Ukraini.
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