The Funeral

Last Friday, I sang at a funeral. It was quite a sad affair overall, and even I got emotionally attached for a little while. It was for a 21 yr old man that my family watched grow up, so it was truly a sad day for the entire family. Really, my only issue with the service was the time it took to get over. For a non-catholic service, it was 2.5 hrs long. The first hour was the time it took for each family member to do the eulogy, then the next 45 minutes turned into open mic night at the Apollo. They actually let the audience tell stories as well, even giving them the microphone. When I die, don't EVER do this. EVER! There was then a "message", I sang and then it was over. When talking to Karri about this, she gave me a little insider information (her sister died a couple years ago). She said that the family wants the funeral to last a long time, because it is really the last time the body of the deceased is still with them. After the funeral, it goes it the ground and you will never physically see them again. This is good info to have, but still, lets try to shorten things up next time. The only real advantage to having a super long service is it allowed me to become emotionally detached so I could sing better. I sure hate choking up during a song, so I had that going for me.

Weight - 210.6 Down 2 lbs from yesterday, even though I still ate like an idiot last night. I decided to to care all that much until after Christmas. I may even stop weighing the next couple days, but we shall see.