The caricaturist was cute and funny and we all enjoyed him (unlike the experience our Lisa had with a rude untalented dude, so do be somewhat careful if you decide to have one of these made while in the Montmartre area of Paris).
But. Then my caricature seemed to have been misplaced for the past several months and I was worried that I had left it behind in our rental apartment.
This morning, it magically appeared in a spot I'm sure I've looked no less than one hundred beezillion times.
A wee bit wrinkled, but that's to be expected after flying all the way to North Carolina from Paris.
I'm just happy to have found it!