I Want A Fun Funeral Blog
On your mark, Get set… Take out a pen
I always tell the amazing fun funeral planners in my workshops that writing down what you want is essential. I even mention it to strangers sitting at a bar if we happen to get on the topic. Which if you're me, is not a rare event. Chalk one up for my life, I know...
Status quo, Schmatus quo
Sometimes your vision is crystal clear, such as the disco-ball-in-the-mausoleum-lover from a few posts' ago. But other times it can be totally unobvious (not actually a word), yet there is something... just a gnawing little something, where you know that the status...
Don't let the suspense kill you
Trivia! Do you know… The name of the theme music to the 1955-1965 show, Alfred Hitchcock Presents? “Funeral March Of A Marionette” written in 1872 by French composer Charles Gounod. According to Wikipedia, Hitchcock died on April 29, 1980, at 80 years old. His body...
Don’t let the suspense kill you
Trivia! Do you know… The name of the theme music to the 1955-1965 show, Alfred Hitchcock Presents? “Funeral March Of A Marionette” written in 1872 by French composer Charles Gounod. According to Wikipedia, Hitchcock died on April 29, 1980, at 80 years old. His body...
Friday laugh
It's late. Too late to write. Good thing it's always a good time for a cartoon. This is a fave. http://www.thedoghousediaries.com
Two Kyles are Better than One
I understand that song “A Boy Named Sue.” Intimately. Though probably less violently because I've never had to crash a chair across someone's teeth over it. Cheers to that! So when I met another middle-aged woman named Kyle — a first for me — it felt like Christmas...
Funkytown in the Graveyard
Anyone else want a disco ball at their funeral? I met a woman last night who, upon hearing about my business, practically cut me off to tell me that she's already told her husband she wants a disco ball at her funeral. Or more precisely, in her mausoleum. Mausoleum??...
A Kiwi after my own heart
Here's a little inspiration for you from the New Zealand Listener. A rhapsody of praise for the self-created, celebratory funeral from one Kevin Ireland. He and his wife decided, in their 70s and after attending one too many morbid funerals, that they wanted nothing...
So many boxes, so little pine.
Just as death stops for no one, moving stops for no one. And since writing a blog post ≠ packing a box, I gotta go with the box today. Tomorrow I am moving a couple counties over, near Valley Forge National Park. Yay, hiking in my own neighborhood! NOT Yay—forecast is...
Field Report from death conference: Fabulous
This past weekend I was at the Funeral Consumers Alliance (FCA) conference down in Atlanta. And I do believe a good time was had by all! Three days of people from all walks of life, coming together to talk openly, practically, and best of all—enthusiastically about...
Don’t be chicken
Don't be chicken
Just death
A horrible, soul-crushing week of violence and loss: three awful and shocking tragedies in Orlando, and then just this afternoon the killing of the UK lawmaker. So much death and sadness. Horror. Pain. No way to really take it all in. Virtually all of these senseless...
Sometimes… there's just sadness. Period.
I write with a bit of a heavy heart, on behalf of the losses of people I don't even know. I drove by a local funeral home tonight that was so busy there had to a police presence on the road to keep traffic moving in and out. Two wakes there tonight—one for a 21 year...
Sometimes… there’s just sadness. Period.
I write with a bit of a heavy heart, on behalf of the losses of people I don't even know. I drove by a local funeral home tonight that was so busy there had to a police presence on the road to keep traffic moving in and out. Two wakes there tonight—one for a 21 year...
Why we ‘Put off till tomorrow…’
I've been thinking a lot about issue of knowing we should get our funeral plans done in advance, and even—halleluia!— actually wanting to, and still not getting around to it. And let's face it, unless you have a terminal diagnosis or are pushing 90s, it's quite hard...