Ug. If you’re going to put the ashes of a dearly-departed in a locket, make sure it’s professionally-sealed and meant to hold ashes. Otherwise, it may become a leaket, and put the ash in your mashed potatos.
I know, that’s a horrible, horrible thing to laugh about. But I can’t stop. I think it’s because it reminds me of this old car commercial. I’d always thought he was Uncle Charles, but I see now that he’s Uncle Karl. In any event, Uncle Karl asks that his ashes be spread at the top of a hiking trail. While driving him up the mountain, the urn tips over, and dear nephew ends up vacuuming Uncle Karl off his back seat.
God, I can’t even end this post. I can’t stop chuckling. I’m evil.