Today I went to the funeral of my work friend Beth's mother. The weather was drizzly and chilly, like it ought to be. It was kind of a nice funeral surprise, I guess.
My two friends named Beth have suffered an inordinate amount of hardship over the past couple of years; I am about this far from telling people not to name their daughters Beth. It's like a guarantee of family problems and health issues.
I've been to a Catholic service before; this was my first funeral. I didn't realize there would be a cantor. Wild. I was aware there would be standing and sitting and kneeling. I was not prepared for the frequency with which the first two would swap out.
Man, I'm not up to blogging today. I've got a two-day headache due to woman issues and allergies. Sarah Jessica, keep enjoying the imminent pleasures of being a girl while I suffer through the biological ramifications. Grrr.
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