Trip to cider mill turns sour
Sunday, October 16th, 2005
Actually, no, it was remarkably sweet. Just another pun I couldn’t resist.
Pix of us at the legendary Dexter Cider Mill, home of the world’s best doughnut and a crew of scrappy kids determined to see turtles where there were none.
And by popular demand, the full set of pictures from le marriage.
October 17th, 2005 at 7:47 am
Great Stuff, ‘bot, knew I could count on you. We couldn’t have dreamt of a better day, and it wouldn’t have been what it was without all of you…and Elvis, being there. Thank you kindly, and thanks also for the entertainment after the fact via your blogrehash. We were all a little concerned of what would come from my family, but I’m pleased to see a majority of the embarassment came directly from the Konrad clan. Shockingly, the Ski’s aren’t the black sheep in this union.