Always in the last place you look, I suppose.

Dad found Grandma today. She was in the entertainment center, which is funny because she never really watched much TV. Dad decided to bring her home with him rather than have Aunt Jo stumble across her. And since he picked up Papa at the funeral home today, both of them got a car ride. It's probably the only car ride they had that didn't involve a disagreement.

They're still out in the Jeep.

I guess the plan is to spread their ashes out at the homestead they spent a majority of their married lives on.

Unless Dad changes his mind and tucks them away somewhere and I get to go on a treasure hunt for them after he dies.

That could be a fun family tradition. Find the ashes of your relatives!

Yeah, I'd better keep that one to myself. My family would actually do it.