Urn for cremains and morbid decor.  

Dearest Aunt Mark,

I had read this post before you managed to add a photo and, based solely on your description, I must admit that my expectations were somewhat limited.

Wow, am I surprised! I like them a lot!

Close to perfect balance between playfulness, assertiveness, and elegance. I just love the bulbous form, colors, that they are a pair, and I don't even know what to say about the gold spires except that they seem just right.

Congratulations!

P.S. Did I mention that I once had the privilege of packing what's left of Abby Aldrich Rockefeller into a box? I wore white gloves.

And I expect you will wear it well, of course.

My wife and I are going to a wedding WITHOUT OUR SON in late Spring. This is causing us to finally get around to setting up our estate proper. Discussing who will raise your son if you go down not softly is disconcerting.

We haven't gotten to urns yet. We are both not very serious people. A growler each?

Why thanks you two! Good morning

Now urn shopping was a very odd experience, but a much needed to be done chore. I first stopped into the funeral home where the local blue blooded blonds do their business...a plan for every budget, minimum $150K (this included a dreadful wood and or metal casket, lined with Liberace's under garments (cleaned), and a box of tissues just in case they run out of toilet paper in one of the bathrooms. My lovely aunt has always tucked a tissue under her watchband (bottom side). Yup. An elderly gal never knows when she may need a tissue! But I digress. Now, the pair of urns selected are from my favorite Worth Avenue store, and are unused (I think). They are heavy, and the lids fit very well. Each urn is different in pattern and slight color as they made by poor Chinese children back then with little or no food in sight. I will put a message into each. No exterior markings indicating the content will be offered. The lids will be welded in bronze by a jeweler. Got 'em for $30K. Money well spent. Much cheaper than a funeral times 2*.

And hi,

Aunt Mark

* I often thought that if I were to be placed into a casket, I'l like to be placed so that my feet were where the head pillow is positioned. I'd then wear a stylish pair of Gucci shoes. Then I'd want my casket buried so up and down as though I were standing upright. And the hearse would be a U-Haul.

I have to get an urn??!?!?!

Those are lovely, Aunt Mark. Don't you have a pair of pants in that color and pattern? Shorts, maybe?

My mother-in-law was a wills & estate lawyer and she made us pick out legal guardians when our first child was a baby. I think that made it easier--it seemed like just another parental chore, like finding a pediatrician or putting up safety gates. Sorta. And now that baby is a hospice social worker and she made me fill out a big long form with all my DNR stuff and such. But nothing about urns....yet. Now I'm thinking maybe a something that looks enough like the black box from an airplane that my dear sweet kids can get creative with jokes to unassuming houseguests.

Perhaps the urns could reside in the soon to be yours bungalow someday?

They are beautiful in every way.

Hi Poodles.

Yes spanky, I do have a pair of Lilly shorts that would compliment the exterior quite well! Perhaps I will be clad in them when they light my fire. And a fifty dollar gold piece in my pocket, just in case. And thank you Eameshead. I think that Ray would approve. She always did like clutter. I should put a neon "vacancy sign" over both. My grandmother lived to be 105. Still had most of her teeth when she died, and is still dead. She was a smoker.

My best,

Aunt Mark