No Bike

We planned to pick up my bike this afternoon before going on to Darryl's dance, but no luck. It won't be ready until tomorrow, and we're not going near the bike shop until Monday--so no bike until Monday. Darn it!

Steve and Jan were at the dance tonight. They're leaving early in the morning for Houston to visit friends there. We don't have anything planned for the weekend except the usual, but we're thinking of making a trip to Don Wes--the big flea market.

We've had an invasion of tiny ants. We sprayed around the outside of the rig last week, but they seem unfazed. Today we sprayed around the window frames and Ken smeared petroleum jelly around the likely entry points, like the electric cord and jacks.

I have a bothersome rash on my forehead--don't know what it is, but don't like it.