Lazy Sunday afternoon

So I have decided to do nothing this afternoon. Not the best plan, but it feels like a lazy summer afternoon so...

I have this huge expanse of time in front of because Dave had to cancel our plans. I feel badly for him. A good friend (and ex) called him 7:30am yesterday morning to tell him that his (the ex's) parenter had died in his arms that morning. The ex (I'm sure Dave rather I used friend or something, but I won't remember who i'm talking about otherwise) was beside hime, still is, so Dave is trying to take care of him. They are driving up tonight to make the funeral arrangments. *sigh* so sad for everyone involved. The person who died was only like 35 and it's just sad. prayers and thoughts for these people.

so to make this journal about me- what do I do tonight? I need dinner, and while I can come up with half a dozen things i should do, I odn't know if I want to do any of them.

oh, and random, this and other things has been me thinking how I really want a "green burial." I have never liked the idea of vaults and embalming, but I never liked the idea of cremation a lot either. Though the thought that I could be spread on the wind is cool. So I have 2 requests(not that I feel any of fair readers in LJ land could actually make sure these happen, but you know)-
1. That I be buried somewhere on a hill under a tree.
2. That this text be read or sung:
Do not stand at my grave and weep;
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there. I did not die.