"Alas, poor Yorick! I knew him Horatio, a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy"

Or in yet another non wedding related blog post...Alas poor washing machine... My 14 year old washing machine has finally, officially kicked the bucket. At least the timing was good, I just got the tax refund. Now I wish I had my bridesmaid Christine in town. We bough our washing machines and dryers in Asheville together. She worked the angles to get us a good deal while I rode her coattails. But even though Chris is getting DTs at the very thought of appliance shopping, I think we'll be able to work on this brave new world together. :)

On the plus side, from Fred's point of view, while I was dealing with the repairman, Fred escaped from his pen to chase deer. Fortunately the neighbor saw him and got me. Even more fortunately for all concerned, he came when he was called. But he didn't have any venison to make it all worthwhile.
- posted by cam @ 2:39 PM