Where have you heard that before?

The funeral was nice, though the day was quite tiring. Overall it was good to see everyone come out and honor my Grandpa for the man that he was. Lots of good stories were told, and retold, I learned quite a bit about him that I didn’t previously know - he was quite a busy man. Erin and I took a plant from Grandma and Grandpa’s house, but we don’t know what kind of plant it is. My Grandma had lots and lots of exotic plants, a collection the likes of which I don’t think I’ll ever see again. Most of them were Cacti, but this one is a succulent(?) of some sort. We’ll have to figure it out before we kill it off from over/under watering. I think it need repotting too.

I promised that I’d cut & paste Grandpa’s obituary here, but I don’t have it. I’ll have to get someone at Mom and Dad’s to email it to me, so I can put it up here. At any rate, the past week has been a bit of a rollercoaster for me, not to mention the rest of the family. It was good to see my cousins, who I hadn’t seen in a while, but it was too bad that it was under such sad circumstances. We were all sitting around the livingroom at the farm, and Grandpa’s chair was empty. Ok, I’ve gotta stop writing for today, it’s time to get back to work.

Simpson’s quote of the day: Dr. Hibbert on Broccoli: “Oh yes. One of the deadliest plants on earth. It tries to warn you itself with its terrible taste.”