My great-aunt passed away right before Pesach. She was 96. She SHOULD have been buried Thursday or Friday, before the holiday.

But my shrew of an aunt is in charge of her estate, and was busy packing up her vacation home in Florida. She would not fly up. She insisted she had to drive. She would not get back to PA in time for a Friday burial.

She wouldn’t let us bury Aunt Sunny without her. Instead, she scheduled the funeral for TODAY. A HOLY DAY. Needless to say, the rest of the family was furious. And of course no rabbi would come to officiate, so my cousin led the service. And while it was a graveside service, it was NOT a burial, because it’s a Jewish cemetary, so she’ll be officially be buried tomorrow.

The whole thing was utterly, totally ridiculous. My aunt is utterly, totally ridiculous. So instead of having a nice family seder Sat and Sunday night, the family sat around and talked about the situation.

One to remember? Yes. Fun? Not so much.