Ajoleblon...A Cajun Tale

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Lafayette, Louisiana, United States
This journal is a bunch of rants about nothing. Mostly lighthearted happenings in the life of a woman who is very simple and who wants for nothing but greatly appreciates whatever is given. You will find nothing profound here but hopefully something that will make you laugh and that's what I enjoy doing most. Being humorous. Fight all error, but do it with good humor, patience, kindness, and love. Harshness will damage your own soul and spoil the best cause.

Saturday, October 7, 2006

Death

LSU lost today so in the spirit of that I will talk about death.

A couple of months ago my cousin died. She was a year older than me. She was getting ready to come out of the mental hospital and she just dropped dead. No apparent cause. Died. The end to a very tormented life.

She is extremely happy right now except for one thing:

I went to the funeral home and they had her dressed in this god-awful purple suit. I thought to myself, she looks very uncomfortable lying there. I know she’s dead and doesn’t feel a thing but she just looks hot and stuffy in that suit. I never saw her in a suit during life so why would they put one on her for her trip to heaven?

The following weekend my daughter came to my house. I sat her down and told her my wish upon death. Death is not a comfortable subject with Brandi because she doesn’t like the idea of me dying, but I told her that it was likely that I would die in her lifetime. I really hated to break it to her but I had to. She laughed and allowed me to state the following:

Please do not put me in stuffy clothes. I want to be wearing a white negligee and if my nipples are stiff upon death and shows through the white material, please do not cover them with a bra! Lay some soft material between the nipples and lace. I know this is not an appealing thought to you guys out there, but deal with it, these are my wishes!

I mean, have you ever seen someone sleeping in a suit during life unless they are passed out from too much drinking? No one in their right mind goes to bed in a suit; therefore, I can’t imagine arriving in heaven in a dark heavy suit. I know if I’m wearing that, God will turn me around and tell me to put on more suitable clothes. I’m saving myself the trip back.

Also, I stated a wish for everyone to have a high old time, laughing and catching up with each other at my funeral. We all know that a funeral is usually a family reunion. I want everyone to laugh, dance and joke at my funeral simply because I believe death is a joyous occasion and if anyone is crying, I’ll be up in heaven laughing at their asses.

By the way, you are all invited! No, I’m not dying,at least not that I know of, but life should never be taken for granted.

Here today gone tomorrow.

Damn! LSU should have won! Now I’ve got everyone depressed!

7 comments:

siennastarr said...

Beautifully said!!  I told my kids the same thing!  Well, not a negligee (although, I think that sounds fine.. it's your funeral! lol), but I want to be buried in something that I wear all the time.  My sweats and a T shirt!  I want to be comfortable.  It doesn't matter anyway, because they are just going to throw me in the incinerator, so why ruin a perfectly good dress!  I don't want to be stuck in the ground for all eternity... I am so clausterphobic.  Just burn me to a crisp, and then blow me in the wind! hee   For once I will be able to travel all over the place, in every direction!  I love it! :)

Hugs
Jackie


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brainwhispers said...

I told my mum that shes not having a funeral. We are going to stick her in a black bin bag and leave her in the garbage dump for the rats!

I'd like to be dressed like a clown for my funeral, full face paint and everything.
Or maybe like Jason from Friday the 13th!
Or the guy from Halloween.

Im a bit warped arent I?
:o)

mosie1944 said...

My mother-in-law always made it plain she wanted to be buried in a frilly purple nightgown.  She got her wish.  My father-in-law, who always wore overalls, was buried in his overalls.  Makes sense to me.

garnett109 said...

I don't care what they burry me in but I want my dog roscoe in there with me, we had him cremated and he sets by my computer now!

swibirun said...

Oh....my.....gawd.

That is a unique last will and testament:)  

Now we lay Sharlene down to rest
with perky nipples on her chest
So don't be down or shed a tear
It's an open bar....go get a beer!


Chris
http://inanethoughtsandinsaneramblings.blogspot.com

tpiez4me said...

I love this entry.....no bra, but what if they fall under your arms???  Me?  I wanna have on some shoes (prefer my flips) because my feet get cold!

gailmb said...

In the last 2 years I've seen people "laid out" in hunting camouflage clothing, old farmer bib overalls complete with a tin of snoos (sp?) in the pocket, and a wonderful pink nightie. All 3 of these people looked much more peaceful than the others I've seen wearing suits and ties or prim and proper dresses.  I've never, however, seen anyone nippin' out in a casket...... LOL

Gail in MN
http://www.classyof68.blogspot.com