I've always said I wanted my funeral to be a big party. With music and hoopla and food - good food! And as long as I'm putting in my order, I'd like to be there and have this happen before I'm stiff in a coffin (gives a whole new meaning to the phrase 'outside the box').
Even though rigor mortis is starting to set in, here I am writing about it. (Elvis and I are probably the only ones who have blogged about our own funerals. I imagine the Ellen show will be calling any day).
This all came about because I got a job. I realized right away my freedom would be laid to rest. So a funeral was planned and invitations sent to my nurse practitioner friends (the group that could best commiserate).
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| Invitation |
During the funeral, we reminisced about the good old days. Remember when I sat poolside, or could go to a high school assembly in the middle of the day, or trample off to Salt Lake City for a concert at a moment's notice?
Now, after three years of jobless liberation, I am buried by the chains of employment. The death of my freedom is a difficult loss.
My BFF Missy helped ease the pain with a 2 lb gift of See's chocolates....
and a prescription....
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| funeral program - place setting |
Of course, we ate. The weather was absolutely perfect for eating outside. Warm fall evenings are the pay-off for living in Southern Utah. And fine food always soothes my sagging soul.
Menu
Julienned beets with blue cheese
Grilled broccoli
Sunset spritzers
I didn't take any pics of our food (I was busy dying afterall). But here are pics from around the blogosphere of the recipes I made.
In case you were wondering...the funeral potatoes were homemade with no canned soup or frozen potatoes. This takes funeral potatoes to a whole new level. The Celestial level.
And the cheesecake.... oh the cheesecake....trust me when I say you should make this for your funeral. It tasted like little cherubic chunks of cosmic glory. And reminds you that there are living angels in this world, like Granny Smith.
It was like I had died and gone to heaven!
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1 comment:
I actually have thought of this for my actual funeral. I have often wondered why we wait until we are gone to have people get together and dish out the good, the bad and the ugly before we are gone. Where's the fun in that? Awesome pics and great idea!
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