It is a week before Christmas and I caught myself thinking about this as we walked along in the pouring rain tonight. The flotation devices I was passing were somewhat more frivolous in intent: most of them were Santas, complete with interior lights and bouncing with seasonal excitement. For several years I have been planning an entrepreneurial coup inspired by these hot-air gentlemen. Now if I tell you, you must promise not to steal my thunder or hot air.......
To appreciate the brilliance of this concept you have to think like a pre-Christmas woman. I know you can do this. Now review the lists you are working from: Christmas gift thinking/finding/hauling/wrapping/carding/delivering; Christmas cards writing/sending/reading; special people meeting/phoning/emailing/entertaining; Christmas decorations unboxing/untangling/arranging/dangling; Christmas food deciding/shopping/hauling/storing/baking/cooking/table-setting/ serving/cleaning up. And, of yes, there is the Christmas house cleaning/paring/ dusting/polishing. Anyway, that's the short-list.
So here's my idea:
an inflatable wife/mother/sister/daughter/professional! But unlike Santa, she will fully inflate only in the mornings, and will gradually lose air throughout each day. After Christmas morning, she simply remains collapsed on the grass. Isn't that a money-maker?
What do you think?