I can’t find my damn Shuffle anywhere. I was hoping that it would surface Sunday’s cleaning frenzy. But nope. No Shuffle. And I have a car attachment that cost almost as much as the Shuffle itself. Bryan’s truck, however, has a direct MP3 plug, so it doesn’t matter which iPod he has. So, at this very minute, he’s on his way to the store to pick up an iPod Nano and then he’ll give me his Shuffle. (He said there was no way he was sitting on an airplane alone without some tunes).
I guess it’s only fair for him to get the new shiny toy, since I was the idiot who lost her old shiny toy.