tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6809809639444040308.post477104996806275350..comments2024-03-28T09:16:34.397-07:00Comments on Out My Window: Wednesday, Humor, and the MorbidOut My windowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13456481267171643227noreply@blogger.comBlogger25125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6809809639444040308.post-68423684725963660842023-03-12T14:27:03.289-07:002023-03-12T14:27:03.289-07:00I had to laugh too. I had to laugh too. Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6809809639444040308.post-65482914372863976042023-03-11T12:34:02.800-08:002023-03-11T12:34:02.800-08:00Laughter makes so many things better. 😂 Laughter makes so many things better. 😂 Belindahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17486895127003368291noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6809809639444040308.post-70766558603469511442023-03-10T07:33:28.668-08:002023-03-10T07:33:28.668-08:00Hubby and I are cracking up with laughter. Hubby and I are cracking up with laughter. Chef Owingshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02232750876170243171noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6809809639444040308.post-60012387802998311552023-03-10T07:31:29.031-08:002023-03-10T07:31:29.031-08:00I was wondering also Cheryl LOLI was wondering also Cheryl LOLChef Owingshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02232750876170243171noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6809809639444040308.post-65444047672349625862023-03-10T05:42:46.170-08:002023-03-10T05:42:46.170-08:00This was perfect. Absolutely perfect. This was perfect. Absolutely perfect. Aprilhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07722817835256485575noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6809809639444040308.post-52267441551595188572023-03-09T12:17:56.180-08:002023-03-09T12:17:56.180-08:00My great aunt passed last fall. At the funeral I s...My great aunt passed last fall. At the funeral I said it was like being at the local Chinese mall, except I knew who the Chinese people were LOL. I find as I get older I want to laugh more during these times whenever possible. I'm glad you guys were able to laugh ❤️JiCaLuhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01248032746458381727noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6809809639444040308.post-71827691443086461892023-03-09T07:59:22.899-08:002023-03-09T07:59:22.899-08:00OH MY GOSH!!! I laughed about the kicking part! I ...OH MY GOSH!!! I laughed about the kicking part! I can completely relate. I have a similar story about my dad. Stay tuned!Rhitter94https://www.blogger.com/profile/14730386238190105989noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6809809639444040308.post-52224521980157387762023-03-08T18:14:46.675-08:002023-03-08T18:14:46.675-08:00I hate to ask but is that poop ok to be tested?I hate to ask but is that poop ok to be tested?Cherylhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03532160415343676858noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6809809639444040308.post-10564907500523936822023-03-08T17:52:56.978-08:002023-03-08T17:52:56.978-08:00My dad passed away in the hospital. They kept his ...My dad passed away in the hospital. They kept his body in bed until my sister and i could get there to say our good-byes. He had a roommate so he was there the whole time. My dad had a fake leg from a motorcycle accident decades before. When we left the hospital we took the leg with us since we knew we wouldn’t be back. At the elevator, a nurse recognized the leg as our dads and offered condolences. We were cracking up about the damn leg! My dad passed in 2000 and my sister still has the leg sitting on a shelf in the garage. So, your humor is much appreciated. As Anne in the kitchen says, i have a black heart, too, and i’m okay with that. As an aside, my dad wanted to be buried with my mom even though they’d been divorced longer than they were married. We followed his wishes. He’s on top.<br />DebbieUnknownhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11719499030188672096noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6809809639444040308.post-50836011915145259092023-03-08T17:22:25.694-08:002023-03-08T17:22:25.694-08:00I knew you were a little bent so I would expect no...I knew you were a little bent so I would expect no less! I will admit to snorting a little as I read this. But then, I have a black heart so it is to be expected.Anne in the kitchenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01533249631969001657noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6809809639444040308.post-77584327315654864492023-03-08T17:21:23.372-08:002023-03-08T17:21:23.372-08:00I refused to have my son's ashes in the home.....I refused to have my son's ashes in the home...immediately called for my priest when they arrived, and sat with them until he did. Sacred means set apart, not easily accessible, and that is how I felt. He showed up that day, took them to the church. The Order of Inurnment was a few days later, very few people, for my sanity. Meg B.https://www.blogger.com/profile/09871105973774159424noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6809809639444040308.post-39278254828036513352023-03-08T16:55:09.780-08:002023-03-08T16:55:09.780-08:00LOVE your sense of humor. Some days if we didn...LOVE your sense of humor. Some days if we didn't laugh, we'd never quit crying!<br /><br />Quite a heavy snowstorm through Valley County. Be safe tomorrow on the roads.Ellehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06918153566288679035noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6809809639444040308.post-86133454091403796152023-03-08T16:15:37.730-08:002023-03-08T16:15:37.730-08:00I can usually find something that is totally inapp...I can usually find something that is totally inappropriate to laugh about in solemn situations. I think it must be a survival instinct to counteract the grief. Losing my parents was hard, especially my Dad. I miss him so much. He remarried after Mother had been gone for 5 years and I loved my stepmother dearly. As the time approached to move from the church to the cemetary, the funeral director told Mama that he was about to close the casket. He asked if she wanted his ring or his hat (she had them put daddy's hat and his sunglasses on the pillow next to him. She looked at the man and said, " I gave him that ring and expect to see it on his hand when I get to heaven and he can't go nowhere without his hat!!" I wanted to burst into laughter, but managed to wait until I shared the story with my husband who was running the campground in my absence. He had almost 10 years with this wonderful woman who made him laugh every day.Kathy's Klotheslinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17881966393157941515noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6809809639444040308.post-35927022647227731052023-03-08T16:04:10.190-08:002023-03-08T16:04:10.190-08:00I believe the our loved ones can look down and see...I believe the our loved ones can look down and see us (I realize it is a leap of faith) and I just laughed out loud at your husband watching all this going on. It made me smile. I have had two occasions when I hoped Stu could see what was happening because he would have enjoyed it immensely ;). But kicking the ashes box to the side beats anything I could have done….well done indeed! Hilogene in AzAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6809809639444040308.post-86128143349691853632023-03-08T15:47:31.905-08:002023-03-08T15:47:31.905-08:00The morning of my FIL service the hot water heater...The morning of my FIL service the hot water heater blew and made a mess. Fast forward, my husband passed in December, everything was okay for his service, My MIL passed 8 days after my husband. Got up that morning to a flooded closet and part of the master bedroom, hot water heater blew in the night. Had to go to my Mother's for a shower. My husbands service was on a Sunday, his Moms was the following Sunday. I still hate December. Funny as it sounds it let me know they were all together and okay. Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6809809639444040308.post-79588149747555419982023-03-08T15:40:25.571-08:002023-03-08T15:40:25.571-08:00...the next thing we'd know, is that they'......the next thing we'd know, is that they'd vacuum & his mom would be emptied out in the trash.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6809809639444040308.post-17991597454371062762023-03-08T15:37:25.250-08:002023-03-08T15:37:25.250-08:00I get your humor! After my husband's mom was ...I get your humor! After my husband's mom was cremated, her ashes sat in the box they came in (no urn), up in a closet for years. Since the closet was packed full & the step-sisters were usually high on pot, I figured they'd eventually bump the box, it would fall off the shelf & split open, leaving ashes all over the floor. We both joked about the possibility that the girls would forget what was in the box & the next thing we'd know, his mom would be emptied out in the trash.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6809809639444040308.post-12432778560079668472023-03-08T14:55:43.074-08:002023-03-08T14:55:43.074-08:00I do love your families sense of humour. I am sure...I do love your families sense of humour. I am sure Joel would be laughing his head off while this was happening. Yeah, I put of that colon thing as long as possible too.<br /><br />God bless.Jackiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16051183778965359500noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6809809639444040308.post-30095161872264693822023-03-08T13:56:19.786-08:002023-03-08T13:56:19.786-08:00I specialize in sick humor! This was hilarious! I ...I specialize in sick humor! This was hilarious! I conducted my mother’s funeral bc she told me not to pay for any damn preacher…. Lol. Cindy in the SouthAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6809809639444040308.post-41533695694186288332023-03-08T13:14:02.312-08:002023-03-08T13:14:02.312-08:00Twisted humor is a strong point of mine. You shoul...Twisted humor is a strong point of mine. You should have heard some of the things I said while mourning my mother's death. If you cannot appreciate dark humor, then what can you understand? It is funny kicking Joel around while going to celebrate him. <br />Someone would have dropped that urn or knocked it over and you would never live down cigarette ashes, chicken bones and spare teeth on the floor.Practical Parsimonyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08419071209412207674noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6809809639444040308.post-74344837857101812682023-03-08T13:10:43.406-08:002023-03-08T13:10:43.406-08:00I get you completely! I am still laughing with you...I get you completely! I am still laughing with you! Have fun!! ~jackiesee~Jackie Seehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01187407666309898021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6809809639444040308.post-40909583815848043212023-03-08T12:54:47.481-08:002023-03-08T12:54:47.481-08:00Loved this story, and I found it hilarious, too. ...Loved this story, and I found it hilarious, too. Bet your dear husband was chuckling from above as well...picturing the look on the relatives faces as they saw "the box"...priceless.lejmomhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09248900901037211499noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6809809639444040308.post-19044314656970699922023-03-08T12:28:11.580-08:002023-03-08T12:28:11.580-08:00Oh my goodness. I did laugh! What a strange set ...Oh my goodness. I did laugh! What a strange set of occurrences. Yes, I agree, you should have had to sign for THAT box!! It is truly amazing, when you look back on things - there were things that made us laugh or things that will be told for years - that my friend is called the 'light points'!!!!!!! There is something in me that thinks out loved ones had a hand in things.<br />Have a nice trip!!!! Be safe!Cheryl Kimbleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06485771676254429681noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6809809639444040308.post-32955040729991519812023-03-08T12:11:39.516-08:002023-03-08T12:11:39.516-08:00We share the same sense of humor! (Although I do f...We share the same sense of humor! (Although I do feel like the Crematorium should have required a signature and not just unceremoniously dropped Joel on the doorstep.)Bobbiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15398652792078730080noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6809809639444040308.post-61827982827889292882023-03-08T12:10:00.057-08:002023-03-08T12:10:00.057-08:00I have a slightly sick twisted sense of humor myse...I have a slightly sick twisted sense of humor myself and honestly that story is hilarious! I'm sure knowing you all the way Joel did he was indeed laughing right along with you all. Familiarity, love and laughter are the perfect combination for healing. Stay strong my friend!! Lorihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10808093713899800649noreply@blogger.com