If you'll recall, I was going to get an inflatable purple dragon and a stuffed Pomeranian to remember Lauren's brother and my father, who passed away this year. The items were going to be tied to the roof of the get-away car because 1.) Jon drove around with said item attached to his Monte Carlo 2.) One of my dog-loving dad's last dogs was a Pomeranian and 3.) It would be fun and funny as opposed to sad. I was internally irritated by the idea of finding a stuffed Pomeranian, though, and was feeling some inertia on the subject.
Then, the other day, I ordered a big, inflatable dog. It is the perfect marriage of pool toy and canine, to be tied to the top of the get-away car, everso slightly reminiscent of the deceased, but mostly unique to this here happy weddin'. It will ship Monday or Tuesday and arrive Friday or Monday. (Getting married Saturday. I'm a gambler!)
Note to self, don't worry about finding a get-away car and buying shaving cream and toothpaste and canned beers, until the lil' doggie arrives.
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