Years ago I taught quilting at a local shop. One of the women in a class had studied fashion in New York City when she was younger. She had spent a lot of money there and through the years buying fabrics and buttons. She jokingly told me that when she passed away, her friend Claudia was to go clean out her sewing room so her husband wouldn't know how much stuff she had amasssed. I asked her what difference it would make since she would be dead anyway. She laughed and told me she was afraid he wouldn't bury her if he knew how much money she had spent!
So the ongoing joke with some of my cousins/quilt/stitch buddies has been to skip each other's funeral and get the truck backed up to the house. Audrey, Cathy, JulieF, and Melissa, I couldn't resist posting this picture I saw on Pinterest without thinking of each of you. Thanks for all the laughs!