I've been thinking about what to write about before we head out this coming Wednesday morning. Currently, the perfect parts soulful and witty post ideas are being silenced and ignored by all the excited shrieking my brain is doing and, of course, by visions of wedding cupcakes.
But, tonight, you get pictures of my dog:
When Mike and I start packing up for a weekend away, Molly usually jumps in the opened car and just waits for us to join her. She'll sit in the car for a half hour because leaving the car risks being left behind. This past Saturday morning, as we packed up, Molly jumped in the open trunk. That sort of dedication to traveling with us has to be admired. And we showed her our admiration by pointing at her and laughing hysterically, all the while screaming "STAY! STAY!", while we ran to get the camera.