I can’t find my khaki shorts anywhere. I’ve looked everywhere – they’re not in the dirty clothes, they’re not in the clean clothes baskets, they’re not slung over the bannister upstairs. Maybe I accidentally put them in the dryer and they shrank into oblivion. Or, well, maybe I actually put them away…

Went over to friend/neighbor’s today to try and fix her FrontPage problem and to install WordPress. Installing WordPress on a domain that is run with FrontPage is a freaking pain in the you-know-what. I hate FrontPage.

Later went over to my in-laws’ to help my father-in-law with a computer “problem.” Ended up teaching him how to delete things off the desktop. :-D

Steve already tried to break my new iPod. He was messing with it for the first time and I showed him how to use it and he went upstairs with it in his pocket to get the dirty laundry for me and got the headphones string caught on something and ripped them off his head. So he comes downstairs mad and says he thinks he broke my headphones. Goodie, I say, I get to buy new headphones. Then he’s frustrated because he thinks the thing isn’t playing with the other headphones and he thinks he broke the whole thing. Unpause it, silly.

My in-laws are having a yard sale tomorrow. They need my new tables. They also wanted to know if we had anything. Steve says I should take candles. So it looks like tomorrow I get to go through my thousands of boxes and pick out two to four of each scent to have four dozen, besides Christmas scents, those are staying home.

I got sick right here, so… I don’t remember the rest… Gah.