Greetings from Pittsboro! As some of you might know, Pat and I have made our escape from the suburban sprawl of North Atlanta and have relocated to a quirky little town in North Carolina called Pittsboro. We are about 20 miles from Chapel Hill down the infamous highway 15-501. I decided to start a blog to keep everyone up-to-date on our adventures in the "Pitt", as we fondly refer to our new haven.
Friday, April 29, 2011
a reprieve from the bad news
With the South being destroyed by tornadoes, the President of the United States feeling the need to show his "long form" (whatever that is) birth certificate to the world, wars, the continuing economic disaster, and every other bad thing going on; I got up at 4 this morning to watch THE wedding. The outfits, the pageantry, the Abby, and especially the HATS kept my attention until the two kisses. The only bad thing was the constant reminiscing about Diana. She's dead! Kate was beautiful and set the bar very high for good taste. The Queen on the other hand looked as though she had gone to Walmart for her outfit. I mean really...that stupid purse, and yellow...really?! There is no need to mention those two daughters of Andrew and Fergie. Who let them go out with those hats. Think about the person who had to sit behind the one that resembled a television antennae. The music was beautiful and the Archbishop of Canterbury was quite good. So there...
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