THE LOST AUDBLOG ENTRIES
Like a dumbass today I recorded two audio entries but somehow forgot to hang up the phone afterwards. I just set it down after I was done talking. Errrr . . . guess that messed something up because they didn't post. You've missed out on my exciting farting-in-public stories, body pump plans, and new site idea (BodyAsRind).

Houseboy is downstairs cooking corn and barbecuing burgers to put on soft onion buns. Mmm!!

The other night while laying in bed I started wondering what my dad looks like right now in his coffin. It's been almost a year and I started imagining his body laying in there. Watching so much Six Feet Under might be contributing to these morbid thoughts. We just watched the episode with the Gulf War Syndrome kid and I almost burst into tears watching them hand the flag to his brother. My dad's funeral was really beautiful; I treasure the memory of it. Maybe it sounds sappy and silly, but I loved having representatives from the VFW, the Navy, and the Masons all there doing their little rituals. Granted, there was something putrid the VFW guy said as part of his little speech that my sister and I had to snort at (I can't remember what it was now) . . . but the mini-ceremonies lent special significance and finality and honor to saying goodbye that I really appreciated. I remember what it felt like hearing the guns being fired; if you've never witnessed this at a funeral you have no concept of how powerful those moments are. It's so shocking and so quiet in between -- it jars all of your emotions loose. The symbolism is . . . enormous.

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posted by Trixie at 5/25/2003 06:19:00 PM -