So while we are on the subject of the last moment for us - death - there were a few more things I thought about that go with that whole concept. Mom and I were talking on how you could get away with homocide with very little questioning from the police but cheaply enough that you don't have to hire someone. I just love these heart-felt Mother-Daughter talks that seem to be straight out of the handbook must give to moms upon realizing their daughters are manic depressive.

A few years back, a lady here in town paid some fool 5,000 dollars to off her husband. She probably could have gotten away with paying just a case of beer for the idiocy this man displayed afterwards. He promptly went to a bar after shooting her husband with a shot gun and bragged to all his buddies about all the beer he could buy with the money he paid her to do it. Of course, both were arrested and are still in prison today.

I told mom what she should have done was promised the money to him after he killed him. She should have had him "rob" the place in the middle of the nite and then have him go to their room, woken the husband up and then he would shoot the husband. After he did that, she should have had a shot gun and blown him away. When the police showed up - all they could see is that she was protecting her home and shooting an intruder - an intruder who has no money in a bank account from her. Dead men can't talk and she would have gotten away with the whole thing... and she would have lived happily ever after rolling naked in the insurance money with some young thing she picked up on a cruise ship.

Mom had a better idea. She said that if she wanted to kill Dad, she would go about it a whole different way as guns are icky and she doesn't believe in them (however dad is a big subscriber to guns and his love for them). She would have them go on a trip to the Grand Canyon and then while hiking down the trail just simply push him off the edge. She explained that the forensics police can't determine whether someone was pushed or accidently fell from a fall that deep. I laughed and said that's a great plan, mom.

She laughs and said "Thanks. BTW: We are leaving next week on vacation to the Grand Canyon." Ummmmm.. this was a week ago when we had this conversation. She wasn't kidding - they are really there on vacation right now as we speak. What's funny is that dad has heard her "plan" before and tells me that if he gets pushed, he is taking her with him. Needless to say, this doesn't plant a warm and fuzzy feeling in my guts.

Anyone wanna take any bets on how many parents I have left after next week?