Well, I HATE dealing with idiots. my grandfather called me, gave me instructions as to where to put the marker for the grave. but NEVER told me WHO's grave it would be- SO- he tells me " go to the JOnes Row (we are a small community, I know everyone, and most folks have a row) there will be Sam and Velma- Then beside them is Georgia, there should be a blank spot there, and then Albert and Joyce. Put the stake in the blank spot, This is Georgias husband they are buring.
Okay, so I get there, and come to find out, there is a marker there for a future grave a guy I know, sammy Joe. Thats what we do- put down a marker to mark our spot. well, my grandfather was out of touch- as was two great aunts, and the illustrious president ... well lets just say me and her dont gee and haw- so I wasnt gonna TRY to find her- and she had thrown this off on my grandfather and then my aunts anyway- but they all ended up with emergancies and couldnt do it, hence ME-
SO, I called the funeral home (again, I know everyone) - and asked them if they knew his wifes name- cause I hated to take someones grave and give it to someone else- that tends to make massive problems. they said yes indeed the deceased was married to Georgia- but again, we never exchanged names of the deceased, so I made the decision to pull up the grave marker, put Sammy Joe by his sister Julia on the next row and stick the unnamed deceased by his wife.
Get home, look on the local website for the community, looking to see about arrests and wrecks that happened today- and low and behold, it WAS Sammy joe that died. so all day I have been beside myself with worry about screwing up someones final resting place, when if my grandfather had just called and said "Hey, did you know Sammy Joe died yesterday?, and can you please go mark his grave for the diggers?" none of this would have happened...
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I reupped my subscription so you should be able to get a message to me.
. She's got one stuffed critter that she's never tried to destroy, but everything else that I give her with fluff inside ends up shredded and in her nest box. At this point, I'm not sure how she even fits in there with all the fluff!
couple others are not looking good. Some of the older poplars are looking precarious - and they are right next to the driveway - may not be going anywhere today - that's good and bad - it only takes me about 3 hours to get cabin fever if I know I CAN'T go anywhere lol. Have a great day PIFers! I may be back - thank goodness I don't have to go outside and smoke anymore!!! 
