Dean Cain for my Birthday?

I’ve lived in the DFW (Dallas/Fort Worth) area since 1987, the entire time I have lived here there is a store I have been dying (you’ll see what I did there later) to go into.

The reason I mention it is I passed it again today, I rarely pass it because it is in Dallas and I live 36 miles from this particular store. But on my way to get my vitamin B shot today I passed it and thought man, I really want to go in there to shop.

It is a casket store, I really want to go in and pick out my casket for when the time comes. When I talk about funerals the majority of the people think I am macabre, and they don’t like to talk about it.

I have been going to funerals since I was little, I’ve been to a lot of them. My mom would say things like oh don’t do that at my funeral or I like that, do that.

The greatest gift we can give the ones left behind is to have our funerals planned and paid for. Both of my parents did this, it was such a relief off of all of our shoulders to be able to just focus on grieving. And remembering our parents, everything was chosen, from the casket to the songs. The funeral plots chosen and paid for, no having to choose, no having to guess at what they wanted.

I will tell you that they had done this so long ago that by the time it was my mom’s turn to go home the casket she had chosen was no longer available.

That was a phone call I won’t forget, my sister called me and told me, that the casket our mother picked out was no longer available. I said ok, can we pick out something comparable, she said I don’t know Jesse went. Our brother, I said ok, she said I just know he’s going to pick out something in hot pink. Huge sigh, ok, I am 5 hours away, you are literally 10 minutes from the funeral home. Besides that, Jesse’s sister in law Helen, works there, she will not allow him to pick out anything that would dishonor our mother.

She hangs up after much debate, then 30 minutes later called me back and said Jesse had done a great job, he chose a soft pink casked. Which was our mother’s favorite color.

So besides that hiccup, we had a beautiful send off that was everything she wanted. And we could greive without worrying about what to do or trying to guess at what she wanted.

Having said all of that I have been sick this week and thought I was going to die, again. It started Tuesday right after work, I had been coughing all day, the minute I got into my car I started shaking uncontrollably, I barely made it home, I could not get warm, even with the heat on full blast.

Today, Friday, I feel human, I am still coughing but my fever is gone and the headache is gone. That was a rough one, I don’t want to do that again.

Next up, my birthday!! Who still gets excited about their own birthday? Me. Everyone should, it is the day you made your appearance on this earth.

My daughter, Elizabeth Anne, called me, this is how that conversation went:

Elizabeth Anne: Mom what do you want for your birthday?

Me: Dean Cain

EA: biggest sigh ever, Mother, please be realistic.

Me: He’s coming to Dallas.

Fast forward to yesterday, I open my email and I have one from the Dallas Fan Expo, you have a gift from Elizabeth, it is the VIP package for the Expo!

Not only will Dean be there but also Terri Hatcher, I have said it before, she is my favorite Lois Lane.

I have been reading the comics and watching all incarnations of Superman/Clark Kent and Lois Lane, I fancy myself a bit of an expert.

When I was a little girl Lois Lane captured my imagination, Intrepid Girl Reporter. Her character is what led me to major in journalism in college. I really hope the both of them do a panel together, that would really be something.

Also two of my twitter peeps might be there as well! The same ones I met up with in Tulsa, how much fun would that be!

That’s all I have for now, I have some chores to do before going to pick up Tess from school then it is my birthday dinner at Jeffrey and Amanda’s with all of my kids, granddaughter and bonus grands!

As usual any comments, questions or criticisms can be left here or sent to me at angie@angieworld.com. TTFN!

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