Writer's Block: R.I.P

I want a tree planted over my ashes so I can go back into nature, but my husband reckons if I kick the bucket first, he's going to have me stuffed and mounted and turned into a novelty coffee table.

Sometimes I don't know why I married him :)[Error: unknown template qotd]

Excited, much ...?

I'm packing my bag ready to go to Asylum 7 ... la de da ... I'm not excited at all ...

*tries not to spill tea while skipping round the room*

No, not excited, not even one tiny little bit ...

oops!  *mops tea up*