I have the funniest family in the entire world in my husband's family. They are sarcastic, snarky, love to play practical jokes on each other -
and when everyone gets together, be it a funeral or a wedding - well, hijinks will soon follow.
Before my sister in law died, she took several of us into her bedroom to discuss what we wanted from her stuff. She didn't have much, but she really wanted everyone to have something that would be meaningful. She loved all things Native American, and she decided that she wanted to give my 13 year old son an American Indian bust that sat on a shelf in her room.
When she told us this, her two daughters who were present laughed. "Oh, you mean the HAUNTED Indian?"
My son was a little bit - understandably - nervous. His cousin continued, "That Indian head would follow us around! It would be facing in one direction, and then the next day, a different one - and we always felt like it was looking at us!" I poo'poo'ed this idea and we all agreed that, when the time came, he'd get the Indian Head.
And, then, the time came.
On the day of the funeral, after the reception, we had the family over to the house. One of my nieces and two of my husband's nieces - don't ask, the family is really mixed age wise and his two nieces actually went to HIGH SCHOOL with me and no, they most assuredly are NOT my nieces - were sitting and standing at the bottom of the stairs talking to me. I looked up the flight of stairs at one point -
to see the Indian Head. It didn't scare me, of course not - I knew that somewhere, someone in the family was having a good chuckle. It did make for a good conversation.
Until the next morning.
I'd cried most of the day, and when I went to bed after that incredibly long and very difficult day, sleep didn't come easy. I've been dealing with insomnia for most of the summer, and so my sleep just was not plentiful or restful. We also have workmen in our house, preparing the bathroom for my father in law to move in, and so I was awake a good deal earlier - and much, much less rested - than I wanted to be. I shuffled to the kitchen and stood in front of the Keurig, lost in thought, while it made my cup of coffee.
I opened the refrigerator to this:
Please to excuse the sight of the interior of my refrigerator - a few days of family in town and there's a ton of stuff in there that I don't usually buy and a whole lot of leftovers
I didn't have my glasses on, and so I just stood there for a second.
I've got a REALLY funny family.