So Miss Thing is off with Petunia and Clark Kent. Doing crafty wedding things. Who knew? Robespierre and Mr. Boy have disappeared and Princess Evilena had gone off to a club in Coventry to dance the night away! Youth is wasted on the youth. Our neighbor got hit by a car on his motorcycle (is a crotch rocket REALLY a motorcycle?) and has a serious case of road rash. I explained to him that the object of riding was to stay ON the bike. I've been with online support for HP all day with this stupid CD ROM. I've got a headache and it's humid! BLECH! I'm a delicate flower of a girl and too damned cheap to turn on the air at this point. So tomorrow we go to finalize the menu selections for the wedding. I'm asked at this point since I have the magic checkbook. Then I have to take this instrument of torture to the laptop doctor and see what ails it. Probably nothing that a good toss across the room wouldn't cure. This is my last week at home so I should really get a start on cleaning things up for when people come into town. I don't know. I've got my good days and bad days and today just seems to be a blah day. Must be the headache. As long as it doesn't go full blown migraine on me, I'm good. I need a good Nerd Herd geek like Chuck to fix my 'puter! Well, maybe I should just give it up for today and go watch Captain Blood or Yankee Doodle Dandy! That will make me smile!