I was told by my sister-in-law that Vanessa's favorite color was pink and they want everyone to wear that color for her funeral.
What scares me is I'm too large a woman to be wearing solid pink. I did once and my family shielded their eyes. I think I could be seen me from orbit.
Okay, I can wear pink and black--I got it in black and white from the newspaper.
We went shopping and my husband found a very pretty lite pink tie that he'll wear with a white shirt and black pants and jacket. My daughter found a white shirt and a pink tank top that'll double as a camisole that she'll wear with black pants.
And me? I found two pink blouses; one I'll wear at the memorial service with a pair of gray pants, the other to the funeral with a pair of black pants.
Next I need to found a pretty plant or lovely pot of pink flowers to take to the funeral.
On a different subject;
To cap off a truly awful week; my daughter's cat Suzu was attacked, we think, by a dog.
My daughter doctored her and she seems to be recovering; mostly she has been sleeping, but she has eaten and drank some and used the litter box.
I just hope it wasn't a rabid coyote that bit her.*shudder*