Wednesday, December 19, 2007
Roper came to our house late last night.
Not Mister. Just Roper. Our washing machine caught on fire (technically, there was just a ton of billowing smoke and a horrific smell, and Jack said I can't call it a fire because I didn't actually see flames...but doesn't it make the story sound better?) After the repair guy said it was a goner, we went and bought the cheapest machine on the lot. A Roper. I had never heard of it, and now it is my life-line to eliminating B.O.And since we are already spending our meager savings on our trip to CA, add the washing machine, the fact that we believe our camera was stolen falls to the bottom of the list, to be replaced maybe during tax refund time. A moment of silence for our financial woes please.