I have had a horrific week. My six month old iMac wouldn't shut down properly. After two trips to the Apple Genius Geeks, they gave me a new hard drive. I spent a day trying to pull seven years of pictures off some server in Bangladesh. I'm using SugarSync. I had trouble with that. Some tech geek on the other side of planet couldn't help me. And then the computer still wouldn't shut down. So, I lugged the computer back to the Apple Store tonight and they gave me a new computer. I still have to deal with the data transfer tomorrow. 

Through all this drama, I had Ian home with me, because he had another half day. He is perfectly content to play video games all day, but that isn't a good thing. So, we went out for pancakes for lunch and then to the Y for swimming. 

When we were at the Y, I got a hysterical phone call from Jonah. He's in DC on a three day school trip. He realized that he left his dress shirt and pants at home on his bed and he had to go to a dinner/dance cruise in five minutes. Being that he's in seventh grade and looking the same as all the other kids is extremely important, this was a full scale meltdown. And, of course, it was my fault. 

And with all this rain and humidity, my hair looks like this.