Dr. Steve, meet world
Don't mind the large arrangement sitting next to him, it's called an open mound and it is the bain of my existence. At least it was for about two hours last Thurday night. After tearing apart the entire arrangement and chopping at least two inches off of all of my flowers, this was the best impersonation that I could come up with
It still barely fit out the door and into the car.
I have nothing else to say about this one... except ugh.
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