So...What did ya do over the weekend?

I auditioned, and failed to get the part I wanted, but still, got a part, so better than a kick up the earse, to use a scouse colloquialism..

this weekend I will be going to watch... Indiana Jones!!!!

yee ha!

(cue FK singing the theme tune... da da da da, duh da da... etc)

shall I wear my Indie outfit, avec whip, or non?

will I ride on the bus home, swinging from the handrails, careful of casually placed Russian spies?

you know I will...
 
Francis king said:
I auditioned, and failed to get the part I wanted, but still, got a part, so better than a kick up the earse, to use a scouse colloquialism..

this weekend I will be going to watch... Indiana Jones!!!!

yee ha!

(cue FK singing the theme tune... da da da da, duh da da... etc)

shall I wear my Indie outfit, avec whip, or non?

will I ride on the bus home, swinging from the handrails, careful of casually placed Russian spies?

you know I will...
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Good for you! What treasure are you after this weekend?
 
for my part, i have one day off this weekend, so im going to drink tonight, sleep tomorrow, clean/housework and get ready for work monday morn.

i bet francis is going to be ...cracking whips and hiding in wardrobes and jumping out to scare people... all the while singing and dancing...........(my imagination, sorry. LOL)
 
I had to drive up for a funeral. A tragedy but a really incredible experience. The entire town assisted in the process, the school principle and superintendent and students took over memorial/celebration organization. My cousin and her children died in a house fire, it was awful, but it was wonderful to see what a tight knit community does in these cases. My aunt and uncle were told to just tell them what they wanted and everything would be handled for them...and it was, down to the last detail. 900 seats in the gym, 11 speakers for those that passed, 4 preachers, 150 overflow in the auditorium watching on video. The music, the rememberance, the effort all amazing, all just right. All the costs, funeral arrangements, the burial plots, the headstones all covered by local companies. Incredible what came together in a few short days. The family got together the rest of the evening and looked thru pictures and talked.

Sunday after church we did the memorial day thing with the kids and took them around to various cemetaries and cleaned lichen off headstones of their great greats...that they'd never met. So one day they met more second cousins and once removed and great aunts and uncles than you can shake a stick at and then the next they tied it together with those that had passed.

Then we gathered together again to bbq and picnic and play kickball...and yesterday drive the 300 miles back home. As we do at all these events, we all say we ought to get the family together at better times, a small percentage will show up for reunions, a few more for weddings, but we all show up for funerals....why is that?
 
First my I offer my condolences(sp)


wil said:
but we all show up for funerals....why is that?
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We feel bound? We are like bind to a duty to have to go... That is how I feel anyway, such as my fathers funeral, it was clearly not my choice to go, just it feels like a duty to go..... With reunions and such I feel there is a more "i'll see um at their funueral" attitude....
 
wil said:
a small percentage will show up for reunions, a few more for weddings, but we all show up for funerals....why is that?
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My sympathies, Wil.

I think we all show up for funerals because of the finality. When everyone is alive and healthy, we think there is always more time. Next year, next year... we tell ourselves.

Until we realize all of a sudden there is no more next years with this person, and then we come together, to celebrate the life and face the finality of death.

Getting together last year for my grandfather's funeral was amazing- so many people spoke and it was very unifying. His memorial service at Crazy Horse was a more intimate gathering, but even more spectacular as we scattered his ashes to the wind and then went, in his honor, on the volks-march that occurs each year.

As for me and my weekend, I sketched and did some calligraphy and then took Josh in to the ER since he cut his hand fairly badly on a table saw. :( He's OK and we're hoping no nerve surgery will have to be done- we'll know by the end of the week. Injuries always put everything in perspective as the rest of life flies out the window and you're just grateful that this person is OK.
 
path_of_one said:
..His memorial service at Crazy Horse was a more intimate gathering, but even more spectacular as we scattered his ashes to the wind and then went, in his honor, on the volks-march that occurs each year....
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That must have been amazing. I've just gotta take the kids outta school to got do volks-march, I've been watching that progress for decades and am sooo impressed. I'd love to get to the face so when my kids take their kids they'll be able to show them where it was when they came...
 
My condolences and a volunteer :kitty: each to you and your family on your loss, wil.

I had a private "celebration" of Memorial Day since my late father was a WWII vet (medic, European Theater) and a couple of visits from the police department due to noise from an upstairs neighbor.

Phyllis Sidhe Uaine
 
wil said:
That must have been amazing. I've just gotta take the kids outta school to got do volks-march, I've been watching that progress for decades and am sooo impressed. I'd love to get to the face so when my kids take their kids they'll be able to show them where it was when they came...
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It is really worth doing, Wil. It's an amazing monument and march, and they also have an excellent museum of Native American art and historical items, as well as the original studio and many of the sculptor's other works and furniture.

We met some of the sculptor's children who are carrying on the work, and they were wonderful, warm people. The sculptor and Crazy Horse were heroes of my grandfather.

The memorial was amazing. There were only four of us there for scattering his ashes, and it was very stormy. The wind picked up and when all was done, a huge double rainbow spread out in front of Crazy Horse (we scattered him from the top of the arm, which you can walk out on). It was truly spectacular and I felt like my grandpa was truly where he wanted to be. The van driver who took us up there for scattering the ashes was also wonderful and very kind. They were all around just lovely people.
 
Going to see a play in the form of dancing.
 
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