I owe Fairlie and M a weekly shop photo. Why am I so horribly tardy in posting? We couldn't find the camera. Of course I blamed Abby. Well.... it turns out Rob's parents had the camera. Oops. I'm sure the darling Miss Priss is horribly scarred and traumatized and will need years of therapy to cope. We'll probably qualify for some kind of group rate by the time she figures out that her mother is to blame for all of life's problems.
So. The good news is that the camera is indeed found. The bad news is that the little cord thingy that connects camera to computer is lost. And I have some lovely, deceptively serene Mother's Day photos to show you, too.
P.S. In case you missed it. The charmingly sarcastic, wonderfully geeky (which everyone knows is much better than nerdy) Rob has started his own blog.
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