The tale of the cookie jar

Well, it's Monday.  Today is Veteran's Day.  Normally I would be working.  I work every holiday except Thanksgiving and Christmas.  But not today because my Mom died.  I get 3 days bereavement and I'm taking 2 vacation days.  I'm not going to go back to work until Saturday.
I'd like to thank everybody for their condolences and warm feelings, they are all greatly appreciated.
And now for an interesting fact and a bit of levity.
My Dad died on 12/10... my Mom died on 11/10.  Now isn't that odd.
Almost 15 years ago, when my Dad died, my Mom called me out into the kitchen where she'd been discussing arrangements with the Funeral Director.  Both my parents had decided to be cremated.  "Can we put Daddy in this?" she asked, holding up the yellow kitty-cat cookie jar I'd given her as a Christmas present.  My Mom, however, wanted an urn a little more refined.  She chose a pretty blue vase with a lid which could be sealed.  When my Mom moved into Graysonview the vase went to my sister.  Saturday morning I asked my sister if she knew where that vase was.  "Hell, I don't know," she said, "I probably threw it out."  That was a good thing.  I had always planned on using something else for her urn... another cookie jar given by my brother and sister-in-law.  My Mom never liked it and so eventually gave it to me.  And it's another kitty-cat.  Both of my parents are going to be in kitty-cat cookie jars.

Now how cute is that?

I saw where the Idiot Jerk in the White House was in France to help celebrate the 100th anniversary of Armistice.  Everybody ignored him (I'll bet that left a scathing mark on his ego).  He stayed in his hotel room while other Heads of State bowed their heads in the rain and gave thanks to the fallen, at an American Cemetery.  He is an embarrassment.

The Unreview

One of the things that went through my mind while I was making the arrangements for Gertie's cremation was the need to by an urn.  This was in spite of the fact that an urn was part of the cremation package.  What can I say?  Sometimes we don't think clearly.  Anyway, what I did was to go to Amazon and look at pet urns.  After some time I chose an Egyptian Coptic urn.  It looked nice in the pictures.  However, when I picked up Gertie's ashes they were already in a very nice cedar chest, much nicer then I was expecting.  So, that's where they'll probably end up staying.  This means I have an extra urn on my hands, which is still in the box.  I joked around with an associate saying I could always use it as a cookie jar.  There would be nothing wrong with that, would there?

Anyway, not more then a day after it was delivered I began receiving emails from the seller asking me to leave a review...  And these emails showed up daily.

Still in the box

Anyway, after 4 days of emails I went into Amazon and left a 3 star review which read:

"I haven't actually looked at it yet.  I'm still dealing with the fact that my 5 and a half year old Boxer died in my arms because of a blood clot.  I do think sellers need to understand that not all buyers can pop in a review the minute their product arrives."  Normally with Amazon you receive either one or two responses when you leave a review, either it's been published, or they can publish it because of problems with the review.  On this review I received nothing.  Nor have I received any more emails from Sharon at the Misty Moor.  I suspect this was not the response she was expecting.  At some time down the road I will most likely change my comments.  For the time being, however, all they're going to get is an "unreview."