I'm putting this down so that you all can fight Jason when I go. I know I'm going to go before him, it's just the way it will be. But I'm telling you all RIGHT NOW that I want to be cremated and I want to GO ON TOUR.
My initial thought is that you can divide me up and all take a 'lil bit 'o Michelle with you on your travels. I was thinking of salt and pepper shakers so you can sprinkle as you go, but that might be messy in your bag... You know what? I'll be dead, so you can work on logistics.
I'm putting Stephanie in charge of that.
But no matter what, I'm begging you....don't let Jason decide anything. He wants to cremate me (yay!) and then put me in the composte pile (um?) so I can fight the weeds (boo!). I swear we had this conversation last night. I do not want to go to the composte pile. Please help me.
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OOOOh, in charge of ashes! This might be my highest honor in life. Michelle, I will not let you down.
I am positive that you won't! That is why you are in charge of my ashes. Perhaps I can let him organize the kegger in lieu of a wake...
WOOHOO beer!
Um, I totally need a better name. I never even created an account though - it just made post as "Stephanie". lonetaco is so much cooler.
One last thought before bed: what if I go first?! Michelle, you must distribute the salt & paper shakers for me. I like the grindy kind...
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