And it won't even be on fire. No reason, but to just do it. It hit me, finally, that I'm doing this. I've wanted to sky dive since I was a teen, and I'm going to freaking jump out of a plane at 13,500 feet. I talked to my dad about it today and he is terrified on my behalf. Haha. He also told me to update my will. UM, THIS IS ACTUALLY SAFE, YOU GUYS. (The people that tend to die from sky diving are people that have done it so much they're either taking risks they shouldn't be taking, or are so into the free fall, they fail to pull their chute at the appropriate time. No, really.)
Just to be safe in case the worst thing happens, I would publicly like to state that I want my body to be shoved in a pine box exactly as I'm found. No makeup, no sewing things back on, like feet. Unless you can sew them on backwards, that would be pretty awesome. And on the wrong legs. And when I'm put in the funeral dress, I want it on backwards so I have a sexy slit down the front of me. HOT! And just jam my limbs into the sleeves, no worries on getting my hands through all the way.
And I'd like someone to make sure that Christopher Cross' "Think of Laura" plays (laugh, don't cry, I know she'd want it that way) because it's important for my children to see people laughing over my dead body. Give them more to talk about to the therapist.
And I would like to have one of those hats with the drink holders on the sides with a bottle of tequila in each of them. And please, for the love of god, someone put a flat screen tv on the inside of the casket set to play "Mama's Family" for eternity. Or the battery goes out, which ever. And if you could make sure that my headstone reads "Pull My Finger" with a rubberized index finger stuck to it, I'd appreciate it. Also, an mp3 player that's motion-sensor triggered that alternately plays the sound of a fart or my horrified, pained screams, just to keep people on their feet. And off my grave.
So, if you could all make sure that happens should my parachute not open, I'd be eternally grateful. Except for how I'll be dead and I really won't know anything. Thanks.
[and if there could be a mud wrestling match to determine who gets what of mine, that would be super.] Great funeral? Or GREATEST FUNERAL EVER?
Just to be safe in case the worst thing happens, I would publicly like to state that I want my body to be shoved in a pine box exactly as I'm found. No makeup, no sewing things back on, like feet. Unless you can sew them on backwards, that would be pretty awesome. And on the wrong legs. And when I'm put in the funeral dress, I want it on backwards so I have a sexy slit down the front of me. HOT! And just jam my limbs into the sleeves, no worries on getting my hands through all the way.
And I'd like someone to make sure that Christopher Cross' "Think of Laura" plays (laugh, don't cry, I know she'd want it that way) because it's important for my children to see people laughing over my dead body. Give them more to talk about to the therapist.
And I would like to have one of those hats with the drink holders on the sides with a bottle of tequila in each of them. And please, for the love of god, someone put a flat screen tv on the inside of the casket set to play "Mama's Family" for eternity. Or the battery goes out, which ever. And if you could make sure that my headstone reads "Pull My Finger" with a rubberized index finger stuck to it, I'd appreciate it. Also, an mp3 player that's motion-sensor triggered that alternately plays the sound of a fart or my horrified, pained screams, just to keep people on their feet. And off my grave.
So, if you could all make sure that happens should my parachute not open, I'd be eternally grateful. Except for how I'll be dead and I really won't know anything. Thanks.
[and if there could be a mud wrestling match to determine who gets what of mine, that would be super.] Great funeral? Or GREATEST FUNERAL EVER?
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Date: 2009-08-05 09:00 pm (UTC)I do this out of love and respect for you.
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Date: 2009-08-05 09:02 pm (UTC)Except, I don't want the Christopher Cross song. I want Peanut Butter Jelly Time. Especially, you know, if I'm all smashed & squished because I died jumping out of a plane.
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Date: 2009-08-05 09:21 pm (UTC)Have fun on your birthday!!! <333
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Date: 2009-08-05 09:22 pm (UTC)You win!
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Date: 2009-08-05 09:27 pm (UTC)of course, hubby freaked. he thought we would go out when he was 105, and i was 100, we would be naked, having sex on a stolen harley, a joint in one hand, and bottle of whiskey in the other, and sail off the cliff on transmountain. hehe, let's see them keep THAT off the front page!
but the kids and i started plotting. first, i wanted them to play 'ding, dong, the witch is dead' by harry connick jr. it's so cool, you can hardly tell what it is, unless you're listening hard. then, midway through, i want jason to set it so the coffin lid springs open, and my corpse sits up, doing the beauty pagent wave. then we discussed if he got the tension too high, and i would go sailing through the stained glass window. you know, the whole 'where the arrow lies, there she shall be buried' thing? i was rooting for clown make up, but, hell, i don't want to traumatise anyone!
what is REALLY going to happen, is my kids will rush over, trample over my still warm body and immediately start fighting over my one of a kind cake pan. (was a wedding gift almost 31 years ago. you seriously can't find that size any more!) then the cake pan will go flying out of thier hands and land on my face, flattening it. yep, that's what is going to happen.
anyway, happy jumping out of a perfectly good plane day!
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Date: 2009-08-05 09:29 pm (UTC)I put you in charge of the whole event, I can clearly trust you to see to my wishes.
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Date: 2009-08-05 09:30 pm (UTC)something like this needs to be played during the mud-wrestling:
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Date: 2009-08-05 09:30 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-08-05 09:32 pm (UTC)WHEEE, THANK YOU! (You get my records if I die!)
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Date: 2009-08-05 09:33 pm (UTC)Thanks! I'm looking forward to it!
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Date: 2009-08-05 09:41 pm (UTC)My MIL wants "Spirit in the Sky" played at her funeral. I think that's kinda awesome. I just want to be burned and for the crematorium to get rid of the ashes. Nobody needs them sitting on the mantel.
I'm excited for you. I'd like to sky dive one day. And I want to go up in a hot air balloon (which is totally doable -- we've got a company here that does it for tourirsts, I'm just too lazy to get around to it).
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Date: 2009-08-05 09:41 pm (UTC)?
I have this horrible thought Morgan won't follow through on my wishes that I want it to be like this big New Orleans style parade with music & balloons & BYOB.
Also, I was one freaking day late getting to Austin to see your show. Took a pic of the Alamo Draft House though. ( ;
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Date: 2009-08-05 09:41 pm (UTC)"She was such a nice skeevy trailer whore..."
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Date: 2009-08-05 09:42 pm (UTC)*dies laughing* You know you're going to hell right? See you there.
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Date: 2009-08-05 09:42 pm (UTC)(I just feel the need to use caps with you. I get intense. LOL.)
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Date: 2009-08-05 09:43 pm (UTC)I did it in NZ back in '99 (I did a tandem jump) and would LOVE to do it again.
Are you soloing? First time? *G*
There is no feeling line it on earth.
Have a blast! *G*
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Date: 2009-08-05 09:43 pm (UTC)WHOOOOOOOO!
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Date: 2009-08-05 09:44 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-08-05 09:45 pm (UTC)What was the rest of that line? I forget, but it was hilarious. You totally SOLD it!
Now I need your "Blood on the Highway" icon...
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Date: 2009-08-05 09:45 pm (UTC)(I actually want to be turned into a diamond so people can say I'm a cursed diamond. No, really!)
I've wanted to sky dive since I was a kid. I am SO EXCITED that it's happening! (And I think this might get addicting. I want to be able to do all of the rolls and tricks!)