Aug 24, 2009
Edward, Where Are You?
There she sits, broken-hearted, tried to run but couldn't get stared. "Old'Blue" on her last leg? I'd say we were 85% there before "Old'Blue" decided to clunk-out again yesterday. Full tank of gas, plenty of oil and fully inflated tires so we thought we were home free. Thankfully we were able to mow a path to the cottage before she sputtered to a final quit. Later I spent so much time with the week-wacker I thought we were engaged. Time to call on Edward to bring his special brand of Spit and Glue to the rescue.