This weekend was a good one. It started Friday night when I was working at the funeral home. When I started my shift, Jeff was returning from picking up a body, and he was waiting for the family to come with the teeth of the deceased. He said if they didn't hurry (he waited nearly an hour) he would just do it without. I asked him if it was possible and he said yes and explained a little, then said, "want me to show you?" (can I get a hell yeah?!) Anyhow, he went in the other room and said he would call me when he was ready. I nearly fell off my chair laughing when 30 minutes later he showed up in the lounge with his 'space suit' on. It's just white coveralls, blue rubber gloves, a white apron and blue shoe covers. It was so funny but cute at the same time.
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He had already bathed the body and he had already cut her thigh and by her neck. He said he had a hard time finding the vein in her neck so he had to look for it in her thigh. He showed me how he puts in the eye caps, wired her mouth shut, (he was so worried he's shatter her mouth) and get her mouth to stay closed. He was getting frustrated b/c when he started to embalm her, she wasn't draining. He looked into her neck and found her jugular ("that's what I was looking for...") and showed it to me before he cut it. After that the body was draining and filling with the embalming fluid. He showed me what he mixed the fluid with, because I was surprised it was bright red. The phone was ringing off the hook for a while there and so when I left I told Jeff to tell me when he does the trocar thing. He asked me if I wanted to do it (joking, I'm sure) but laughed when I quickly said, "No." Watching him use the trocar kind of reminded me of a doctor doing a liposuction procedure. Jeff showed me that there are certain angles to get the lungs, heart, etc. and that at the state board examination you have to have it just so or you get it wrong. He said doing the lower abdominal area is pretty nasty b/c sometimes it will smell. What's funny about Jeff working is he is doing all this and it doesn't phase him, but then he looks in the sink where everything drains and it is a little clogged and thinks it is absolutely disgusting. LOL He's disgusted by the 'dirty instruments' that the funeral home provides, so he bought his own personal set to use. It's just funny what he considers gross and stuff. While he was working, I would be leaning close to watch and I kept telling him if he splashed anything on me I would kill him. He would just laugh and say he wouldn't. I told him it would be fine if I was covered like he was but since I'm not to please be careful. lol I watched Jeff stitch the body back up. I told him he looked kind of rough with his stitching and I'm so glad they cannot feel it. The family came with the teeth finally. I don't know what took them so long. Jeff said to me not to say anything but he will just put it in the casket.
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OH, he also got his diplomas and stuff matted and framed and he is so proud of himself. When he first got to work he asked me if I had seen the walls of his office and I said no. I asked why and he told me to look. He said it was his diplomas and stuff and he had them framed nicely. I asked him what it looked like and he was just so insistant: "just go look! Come on..." and had me follow him upstairs. I thought it was cute how he was like, "come and see! come and see!" I like seeing someone excited about something or proud of something they did. I asked him if the state examination was hard and he said it was hard as shit. He said he had to take it twice. He missed the first one by one point. I asked him what his parents thought of his career choice and he said they were really proud of him...mainly because he was such a loser before, not knowing what he wanted to do, etc.
Saturday we dropped the boys off at their grandparents and headed to Salisbury. We got a tad lost with the directions but nothing really major. I was disappointed in the hotel. For $110/night I thought the Ramada Inn would be much nicer. We had a 'studio suite' so it had a couch, kitchen-like sink, microwave a refrigerator. We couldn't check in yet so we decided to go to Ocean City in the meantime. We walked on the boardwalk and then went back to the hotel to get ready for the wedding. The wedding was beautiful, short and sweet. The reception was a lot of fun. We wondered if the groom, Rob's coworker/friend, had purposely put all his cop buddies in the very back and closest to the bar...he knows them too well. lol There was no awkwardness or anything. We had such a good time. Josa was frickin' hilarious. He went to the bar and instead of waiting in line repeatedly, asked for a 6-pack of beer. He passed out the beers and decided to use the empty box on his head as a hat. The bottom of the box had two holes in it, perfect for poking his eyes out. He got another one and decided to break it up and make a tie and 'loin cloth' out of the rest of it. I took a photo (will post them later!) So many of the guys got wasted. Rob didn't get too wasted, but enough to make him actually dance. I did one slow dance with him (I actually HATE doing those) and Tammy and Josa's wife got him to dance to the dancing music. I didn't really care for what they were playing: country and early rock mostly. They did actually play House of Pain's Jump Around and they acted like a bunch of asses on that one...it was too funny. Rob, another guy Shawn and another guy Matt were jumping and bumping into each other (I guess trying to start some kind of mosh pit--at a wedding reception!!) Well, Rob hit Matt high, Shawn hit Matt low, and Matt literaly fell on his ass. It was SOOO funny. The back of the chairs were covered with these white cloths and some of the guys were wearing them on their heads. I still laugh thinking about it. I can't wait to post photos! I am disappointed that my camera died mid-reception so I didn't get as much pics as I would have liked.
Saturday night after the reception, we headed back to our hotel and told the others to come over if they wanted to later. Rob and I ordered pizza, so Josa, his wife and this guy Dion and his gf all came by. They were glad we had something to eat. I suggested we check out the lounge b/c they had kereoke. We got there about 12:45am (and the hotel info said they closed at 2am) but when we got there they were already doing last call. Josa's wife was so pissed. They told us they were closing at 1 am! There were two people doing the last kereoke songs and they were AWFUL--but I guess that's the fun of it, right? There was this dance floor in front of where the person sings and this huge dork was dancing like it was the best music he had ever heard. It was soo funny to see him out there, so into the music and everything--all by himself. We came back to our hotel room and for like an hour watched tv. We ended up watching Real Sex on I think HBO and making fun of the people on there.
Sunday morning we were invited to brunch in the hotel. We ate, said our goodbyes to the family of the groom and checked out. Rob and I went to Ocean City and walked on the boardwalk, went go kart racing and played mini-golf. We had a good time, just it being the two of us. It was so hot. I just wore a bikini top and shorts. I'm sure Rob was dying in his t-shirt and jean shorts. We sat and took a break on the board walk and I saw one of my hospital coworkers and her family sitting in front of us so we chatted a bit. It's kind of weird to be on vacation hours from home and running into someone you know. Being in the heat all day we were exhausted on the drive home. I felt bad for falling asleep because Rob had to be up by himself while he drove. Then we got stuck in traffic on 50 from an accident. As soon as we got to Rob's parents house, his mother asked Rob to get her gas and wash her car at the gas station. He didnt have to say it, but I know he was pissed. He was exhausted, had been driving for nearly four hours and just wanted to get home. Rob's mom has never gotten her own gas. When he was old enough to drive he had to get it for her all the time, and then his dad does it all the time. She doesn't stop on the way to or from work, errands, etc to get gas. He has no clue why she can't get her own damn gas. Of course they had to watch the boys overnight so Rob did it, but I know he wanted to say something.
But, all in all, overall, it was a great weekend!