One of my only requests is that it is fun. i don't want no somber event. I want a chick dressed up like the chick from White Snake's "Here I go Again" dancing on my casket as if it was the car. Oh yeah, and one big giant performance of the chicken dance.
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I don't really care about mine, though, for obvious reasons, there'll be a big mass. But I DO have hubby's all planned out!
Um...was that too happy-sounding?
Just a little around the edges, Moony.
I absolutely don't want a "viewing." I just can't stand the thought of anyone kneeling in front of my casket pretending to be praying while all the while they're thinking "That doesn't look like him at all" "What did that mortician do to him?" "He looks too waxy" etc...
What? We all do that.
Don't we?
No funeral. I want to be cremated and have my ashes scattered in the living room to be vacuumed up in an homage to J2. And then, just like SOMMS, a big blowout party with lots of laughter, food and drink. Maybe even a memorial bottle of Windex in the freezer.
Broadway Legend Joined: 12/28/04
Be sure that you specify that there be a tropical section.
Hubby won't talk about "planting plans" (he's suspicious of my readiness in this regard) but he's adament about having Chris Tomlin's "I Will Rise" played at the funeral.It's his favorite - almost a signature song for his life. No one does it as well as Tomlin though, so unless my sister can persuade him to attend the funeral, we'll just play a tape.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k_2JpQNpSUA
When my dad passed away, we had a full house at Temple, and ended the service/ceremony (with included much laughter as well as tears) with a group rendition of his favorite song as everyone left to a reception filled with his favorite beer and wine while singing his favorite song. My dad loved singing and playing the banjo/guitar, and it was really touching.
THE SALVATION ARMY SONG
We're coming, we're coming our brave little band,
On the right side of temperance we now take our stand;
We don't use tobacco because we do think,
The use of tobacco will lead to drink.
CHORUS:
Away, away, with rum, by gum,
With rum, by gum, with rum, by gum,
Away, away, with rum, by gum,
It's the song of the Salvation Army.
We never eat fruit cake for fruit cake has rum,
And one little bite turns a man to a bum,
Oh can you imagine a sorrier sight,
Than a man eating fruit cake until he gets tight.
(chorus)
We never eat cookies they have yeast,
And one little bite turns a man to a beast,
Oh, can you imagine a man more disgraced,
Than a man in the gutter with crumbs on his face.
(chorus)
We never eat peaches for peaches ferment,
And a peach will ferment at the least little dent,
Oh can you imagine a thought more obscene,
Than a man getting tight on peaches and cream.
(chorus)
We never drink water, they put it in gin,
And one little sip and a man starts to grin,
Oh, can you imagine a sorrier plight,
Than a man drinking water until he gets tight?
(chorus)
We never drink tea, they mix it with wine,
And one little drink turns a man to a swine,
Oh,can you imagine a sorrier sight,
Than a man drinking tea and singing all night?
Can you make me into a diamond?
I'm with you guys -- make it a party.
YWIW - That's incredibly touching!
Sure we can. Now?
ETA: Speaking of sparkling jewels: inspired by Wednesday evening's glory on PBS, J2 just called to say he got two center orchestra seats for tomorrow night's penultimate performance of SOUTH PACIFIC.
*the cows bring lemonade in their chess shirts , and the hippo brings in
The DJ tables.
Its too gloomy in here today , time for a 50's/60's dance party
The best thing about the 1950's/60's was a big, fat, juicy hamburger at the malt shop.
My mother booked us a vacation in Wildwood this October for 50's weekend. I get to see Chubby Checker do the twist.
Can you sense my excitement?
Good, neither can I.
*brings in the limbo stick *
Tinky, my cousin played high school football with Chubby Checkers son.
Wrong dance, Cowboy!
Oooh, Cheeseburgers! Yum!
Tink, I feel your pain.
nooo beef eating
My only request is that the service is not Catholic. Other than that, I've gotta accept that we're Latin and all about drama. Oh ... cremation, spread on a mountain somewhere. I don't want to take up a perfectly good piece of land, and most definitely don't want to sit in a jar on someone's mantle.
Had sushi last night ... now I want a burger for dinner. Hm ...
"nooo beef eating"
Harris, that's gonna be one sparsely attended party.
Has anyone noticed that we're only 8 posts away from the next thread?
I've also noticed how many 'page views' this thread gets!
So, Chapter 33: We Are Framily!
TGIF!
Oh, and, Deet... I am returning one more time, as well.
Sunday. I just love sparkling gems!
(Thanks to a very sweet friend of mine...)
(with a bit of poetic license...)
We are Framily!
I got all my peoples with me!
We are Framily!
Get up everybody and sing!!
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The final performance? How wonderful!!! I'm so happy for you, too, Deet! There are some gems that need to be experienced again and again.
Addy. love, you do NOT want me to sing. Or hum, even.
Broadway Legend Joined: 12/28/04
Oh suuuure. Let ME be the one to kill off the thread. Haven't we had enough funerals for one day?
Three more posts to go, framily. Who starts the next one? I'll go chill the champagne.
Updated On: 8/20/10 at 03:30 PM
I've never gotten to start one, but if someone else already has dibbs that's cool too.
I started to watch the taping last night but only made it to Bali Hai. I will resume tonight. Already annoyed that it's not my future husband there. This kid could be fantastic but I'm already prejudiced (and i never even saw Matt perfom it lol).
Broadway Legend Joined: 12/28/04
Go for it, Tink! Start it now - the champagne is cold.
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