"Somebody's got a case of the Mondays!!!"

Steve lost his car keys, real good this time. We turned the house inside out and upside down, and gone. For a couple of hours there was some thought that they had fallen into houseguest Andrew's bag and gone home to Florida with him, which at least would have been an answer, but it was a dead end. The keys have to be here somewhere, as he had set the car alarm.

We decided he should just take my car to work. He then ripped the driver's mirror off while backing it down the driveway. He still drove it.

Then this afternoon the washer/dryer died.

In brighter news, Dexter actually ate an entire jar of baby food. He gobbled up a Stage 2 chicken and sweet potato. I'm just going to start making my own food now, as he is never going to eat the stage 1 food. I now think he wasn't eating any of it because he didn't like the taste or texture. He has been spitting it out after 5 or 6 bites for a month. He also doesn't like a piece of banana in the mesh bag thing, but he was all over a piece of honeydew when Simone and I took him to lunch.