So I am going to burn in hell.........I'm ok with that.

Why the title of this post? My good friend Lili just had a death in the family. Her husband's grandma just passed away. I've only met Grandma G once, and that was at the wedding. But the lady made an impression on me that I will not soon forget. Grandma G was a force to be reckoned with. The lady eminated spirtuality that I've never felt before. She was awesome. C (lili's husband) flew out to Ohio for the wake. He called her and updated Lili, Lili called to up date me.

Lili: C called, he's still in shock. Going through the house. He says there is a lot there we would like. Drums for drummin circle, incense, crystals............

Me: Crystals? (now I'm drooling worse than pavlov's dog)

Lili: yeah, an egyptian room and some nice bibles

Me:ok then, C gets the bibles, you get the egyptian stuff......I get the crystals..........
no, seriously! I want the crystals, I'll pay for shipping.

Ugh, I'm such scum! The poor lady is not even buried and I'm acting like a vulture over her stuff.