Not talking about a tourist site or a restaurant . . . talking about buying a spot for our ashes after we kick the bucket. It's been something that I have been pushing Ger to do something about because, well, you just never know. And then this whole thing with Keri's father-in-law just brought it home that we have no control over the when and how of our demise. Fred was going strong one day and a month later his family is watching him die. God Bless them all !
G and I had decided a while back that we didn't want our remains brought back to NY. We found Paradise in Florida and might as well let our remains spend eternity here. It's as good a place as any and maybe our kids will visit. We knew we would be buried in the Catholic Cemetery in Royal Palm Beach, (doesn't that sound so fancy?) but just never found the time to do anything about it. Thanks to the AMERICAN GIRL DOLL we finally got our butts in gear and bought a spot.
Now there has to be a story there . . .
We gave Abby an AGD for her birthday and it was apparently a HUGE hit. (You don't know how happy that makes me that I know my beautiful Abby well enough to think of this gift for her. I swear sometimes I think she is my clone minus 130 pounds.) So now she has the doll and Grandma has a new source of spending. Low and Behold Ger finds a coupon in our paper for a doll factory in Royal Palm Beach that sells all sorts of clothes and accessories for the doll. Today was our day to go see what this place was all about. We found a coupon in the coupon book for a place for breakfast in RPB and off we went with our trusty GPS to go discover what this area had to offer. We had an idea of where Royal Palm is but really didn't know anything about the area. Also tucked in the back of our heads was the fact the cemetery is also out there.
Slight problem when we discovered the GPS was not working. It wouldn't turn on and just sat there on the dash board like a lump. We were on our own with only our great intelligence to aid us.
we started driving and when we saw the sign welcoming us to Cuba we knew we were in trouble. JUST KIDDING !
We passed the cemetery so we knew we were in Royal Palm. We had the address for the restaurant and saw the street it was on and just followed the addresses till we got to where we wanted to be. Breakfast was delicious and we were feeling really smart. The waitress gave us directions to the doll factory and after a few wrong turns we called the place and were guided to it with no further problems. THAT place turned out to be a GOLD MINE ! I was like a kid in a candy shop and will have to take Abby there when she comes to visit. I bought 3 outfits for the doll at prices WAY lower than the American Girl Doll web site. (For any of you with kids or grand kids that are into this check this out . . .
www.DollFactoryDirect.com . . . They make some of their own fashions and have others that come directly from AGD. They also have all sorts of other dolls and clothing and furniture.
After our shopping spree there I revived Ger and we drove on to the cemetery. At the cemetery we were given the fifty cent tour and picked out our building and niche where our ashes will be placed. Our "host" (he really didn't come across as a sales man) soon realized that we REALLY didn't care where our ashes went and since we planned on being dead the view really didn't matter to us. We did get a niche that was on sale so no matter the view, we got a good deal. We explained to Michael that we were planning on spending all our money before we went so the cheaper the better. But it is a lovely spot with a view of a field with Costco in the distance. But it does face West so we will be able to "see" all the wonderful Florida sunsets.
And to top off a great day, we had dinner with Jeanne and Frank who are returning to NY tomorrow. :-(
But they will be back in mid February so that's a good thing. And should we kick the bucket before then they can visit us in our new digs and have breakfast at a great little restaurant. It's a win win for all !
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