Things Are Looking GRIM

 

Debbie Downer and Serious Sally have nothing on the Grimley's.  Their life looks like a walk in the park compared to the Grimley's.  While the  Grimley's life is a walk in the cemetary.  they Fell into the Biz Years ago..they use to Marry people for a living, now they have outlived most of the people they have married. 

Which left them with a great slogan.

We once Married them, Now We burry them.

Things are looking pretty darn Grim in the Grimley household. A husband and wife duo that have been married for a very long time. I don't think it was their life long dream to become undertakers, they just sorta fell into it I suppose.they stroll the grounds daily to make sure vandals haven't caused any damage, then at night lock the gates to keep vagabonds away.This is why Mr. Grimley carries a Skeleton key in his hand.Both Grimleys are made in the same fashion. The bodies are made from stained and painted osnaburg, while the head and hands are made from stained and painted muslin. they have separate fingers that are wired. both facial features include sculpted nose, indented eyes and stitched mouths.

Mr. Grimley Measures in at 33 inches from bottom of base to tippy top of painted osnaburg hat stitched on to his head. His hair has been stitched into place

Mrs. Grimley measures in at 29 inchesMrs. Grimley Vision is not what it use to be, that is why she wears glassesit is hard to separate the two of them....that is why they are being sold in a set...I have a feeling if they were to be separated they would quickly meet death

Meet the Grimley's On Ebay

Another Who Took the FUN out of FUNerals~~ TRUE STORIES FROM THE VAULT

ANOTHER TRUE STORY FROM THE VAULT

We had friends that were part of praise and worship team of the church we went to.

they would donate time for for services to folks to the community that needed them.

their job was to do the music.

before the days of CD'S and MP3S, it was only a good ole' fashion tape.

They dubbed some funeral sounding music over an existing tape they had.

When all was present for the attending of the funeral the music began to play.

It was an open casket viewing. 

they hit play for the music to play...

everybody heard..

"UP FROM THE GRAVE HE ROSE..."

Mrs. Pearl...Another True Story From The Vault

A while back my elderly neighbor fell down and broke her hip.  Since Her and I often conversationed over the wire chicken fence that divides our yards I thought it would be best to visit her to let her know that our family was thinking of her.  (in a dying with dignity home, and rehabilitation center)

I went during lunch time, and there were 3 beautiful other golden girls there.  One named Pearl caught my heart.  She was nearing a hundred.

She was having problems cutting her food and feeding herself.  I being there thought it was only right that I help get her fed.  I cut her food...and lifted the utensil to her mouth.

She was so happy that was someone was talking to her and assisting her.

this was the moment I thought..." I am going to volunteer here and help others out"

after a few moments Mrs. pearl had enough to eat.  I started to chatting to the other silver head ladies.  they were so delightful.

Lunch hour was done, and when I looked over at Mrs. Pearl she was unresponsive, the staff couldn't wake her up.  then they wheeled her away in her wheelchair.

I never went back to volunteer........

Who Took the FUN out of FUNERALS????

This is an Honest true story......

My Aunt passed almost a year ago.  One of my Family members who attended the wake and funeral commented and said ."Her make-up looked awful"  nothing about how wonderful of person, what she would remember of this person, or how sorry she is for the kids she left behind...,Just that her Make-up looked awful while she was laying in a casket..
(this is the same person who suggested I should have aborted every child I have had...)

(yup, this is my family..and they wonder why I don't talk to them and why some have restraining orders against them so they can not come near my kids)


the only response I had was..."well, you do know she is dead...."

on a side note and  kind of off the subject...I thought a great name/ or slogan for a funeral home should be..

You Mary them, We bury them

Think if you were like Liz Taylor...you married them all and we have a 2 for one special...for every 2 husbands you have Married, you can have every third burial for free...

feeling a little (a lot)  twisted today...

Bye Bye Buddy......

Bye Bye Buddy..
We Will Miss You So...
Bye Bye Buddy...
Why did you have to go?






Thank you Buddy for being with us and being apart of
our family. We love you and we will miss you.....

Now Go run to See Grandpa....


Michael, Heidi, Christopher, Gabriella, Sophia, Kosmo
Max & Tyler....

BitterSweet Fathers Day

It was a very bittersweet fathers day for my husband.
His father passed away on June 5th, after spending nearly 6 weeks in the hospital.

The passing was all to surreal.

I feel for my husband. there was no closure....
we got the call at 10:29 that he was not doing well..we had even talked to them just at 10..the nurses that is.
when they called we rushed up to the hospital, I got pulled over even. i wanted to make it there.

I ran in, took the staff elevator even, I did not care.
ran into the room with people telling I could not go in there.
I knew something was not right when there was not a neighboring patient, there was not monitors hooked up to him, he was covered, mouth open and eyes closed...

I held his hand, it even felt liked he was gripping it....I could have sworn I saw his chest moving......I put my ear to his chest...no signs of life.......


Michael had not yet made it in, he was the nurses station, and asked how is my pop..I ran out and said..he is dead.

we hung out in the room, the priest came..we said prayers.....

having kids does not make you an adult, taking care of a dying parent does.
it has been hard...there is so much more...but out of the 6 weeks, he only spent 4 official days in rehab. after checking in, then fell out of bed had bleeding on the brain and rushed to 2 diff hospitals, was released on a Tuesday, then on Friday again rushed to hospital because oxygen levels were low and he was lethargic,
90 percent of the time in the past 6 weeks he was not with it...calling out to dead relatives that have been dead for years.....

this is so hard for my husband...his dad never let him know that he loved him, or was proud of him.


seb bit nurses, punched..for being so sick he was so strong.

Seb was terribly mean to Michael....for years...but even in the hospital in his half coherent mind, he was just mean. seb asked a nurse, are you a praying person..the nurse said yes, then he points to Michael and says pray that he gets punished.


Mike has a cyst on his head....seb asks him, what is on your forehead....A HORN GROWING..????

I mean, we knew it was a matter of time before he died. I remember the weekend before we checked sebastian in, he fell in our house, had an accident on the floor, hubby even had to bathe him he had not had a shower in months...I told Michael then, I think your dad only has 2 months to live. If we did not insist on checking him into the er, I really think within days he would have been dead in his home. I told Michael, you have to make him go the ER, you know how much guilt you would feel for years to come if you did not.....


on the 25th of this month he would have been 75.


It is just sad.
please pray that I have strength for my husband....and that we have wisdom on to know what to do....

Life Happens & So Does Death

This is a really weird time for our family right now.
My father in law is kinda touch and go.
With Congestive Heart Failure and Kidney failure.

for a few days he did not know anything and calling out to his sisters that have been dead for years, and his mom. when he sees me he calls me Betty, which is deceased wife.

My husband felt the brunt of it. His father was saying nasty vile things to him. All though I think he did not understand he was talking to his son because he kept on calling him a different name.

Nurses have been bitten, and he needs constant attention with someone at his side to keep him from pulling his cathater out.

we are visiting as much as possible and trying to understand this all. We now have had a crash course between assisted living, skilled nursing, and nursing home.

........
but for now hospital is a home.
Heidi