I love you Irma!

A few months ago, I posted about my Great Aunt Irma who turned 95. She passed away a few days ago, which isn't such a sad thing at 95 when you're sick all the time and would much rather be nagging with your husband in the next life. Ironically enough, I read this post on death on a great blog a few minutes ago and even though its about death, it made me laugh pretty hard, so I thought I'd share. Thank you to Shenanigans for the laugh, whoever you are. :) Perfect timing.