Seriously not sure why I am thinking about this, but should I die in the near future, I expect the following to happen at my funeral.
1. Everyone wear something Pink and Black. Even the men. A little pink for Katieg.
2. Bury me with my Pink Silk Kate Spade Purse. Its a limited edition. I will come back and haunt the bastard that takes that. Seriously.
3. Throw the biggest damn party afterwards. We are taking a hella party complete with margartias, martinis and Dean Martin. I want everyone to tell stories about me, smoke cigarettes, and laugh- with each other, not about me.
4. At my funeral I want the following music played:
* Halleuliah by Jeff Buckley
* Oh Happy Day by Aretha Franklin
* Closer to Fine by Indigo Girls
* Best is Yet to Come- Frank Sinatra
Just my morbid midday monday musing.
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