From the bride and groom of the wedding weekend where A Story About Peeing Beside a Church and Lubegate took place. The “sand jar” they refer to in the note was a large, empty glass jar I held during their wedding ceremony, which they then poured two different kinds of sand into as a symbol of unity.

So basically, they wish they had given me the symbol of their unending bond ahead of time so that I could have peed in it first.

And that’s just so thoughtful.

Because that weekend really was about me.