So our blog prompt for this week was about what sorts of grave goods we would like included with us in the event of our demise. I'm one of those people who are terrified of my own death so this was a bit uncomfortable for me but here's what I came up with. The things I would take for selfish reasons (if I thought they would actually come along with me into the 'afterlife') would be; some nice comfortable clothes, warm ones especially; some sort of weapon maybe you never know where you're going to end up; my dog (after a completely natural death, no sacrifices for me thanks) need a reliable pal on this new journey; my camera because there'd probably be lots of cool stuff to look at; some snacks; and a handbook of how to be dead (Beetle Juice style, I'm guessing there'll be some adjustment time).
On the other hand if some rude archaeologist was going to dig me up in the future, I might want them to find this kind of stuff which I feel might represent me well; my academic certificates, I'm very proud of my education; the first trowel I used on an actual dig; my paints, I'm not the best but I am passionate about painting; a few key pieces of jewellery, I have a lot but there are some things that were passed down to me and have a ton of sentimental value; a photo album, my family, friends and happiest memories would be here, they would know that I'm more than just bones, I loved and was loved. And that's pretty much about it, don't know if this counts but I would also like to buried near those I love, I feel better thinking about my eventual grave if it's close to people who mean a lot to me.
That said here's hoping they discover the fountain of youth before I kick it. 

Hey guys,
So I was at work today and this lady came in with her young (probably 7-8ish) daughter, the Mum asked how my holiday's were and I asked her, the little girl chimed in that hers was great because she got a fish tank. I asked her how many fish she got and she looked up at her Mum who then nodded at her, before answering that she got five but four has died so she had two left (there's some awesome little kid math for ya). I gave my sympathies and as they were walking away I heard her Mum say, you can tell people about the dead fish just not younger kids. I found this very interesting and it sparked some thoughts about how our society really does try to shelter the young from death for as long as possible. When I was young I was never allowed to go to funerals and that silly lie all parents tell their kids about how their dog, cat, bird.... went away to live on a farm when really it had died. I'm sure not all societies are like this and its interesting to think about cultural reasons for the attempt to remove children from the dead and how this represents itself in funerary practices.

Hey everyone,
I'm Krystal, a fourth year student majoring in Anthropology. My main interest lies in archaeology and I spent the summer of 2011 in Belize on an archaeology field school. During my time at Camosun I was in a field assistant program identifying and recording burial cairns which sparked my interest in funerary archaeology.
I'm also absolutely terrible with technology especially computers (before today I had never even seen a blog before) so please excuse any issues I'll probably be having.
Cheers,
Krystal