I just got back from my uncle's funeral. It was sad. I wore a dress I bought to attend my ex-roommate's wedding, but which I also then wore to my granny's funeral. Then I wore it to Jonathan's grandmother's memorial service, my Great Aunt Ruth's funeral, and my uncle's funeral. So it has now been to four funerals and a wedding. That makes me feel a little weird, but it's noteworthy, and I'm really happy to have something appropriate to wear.
