Almost forgot: congratulations to Charlie for finally landing a job in one of the worst MBA job markets imaginable. Better yet, it's in Cambridge, so he and Carie won't have to move very far!

George blogs about going to Greg Moeller's wedding in Provincetown on the Cape. Sounds like it's going to be a really good time. Lisa will be heading to Boston late tomorrow to take care of a few lingering personal appointments, and I'll be heading down next weekend for Kate's wedding.

Lisa and I went after work last night to Ikea. It's been a while since we've done much Ikea-ing--the closest one to Boston was a state or two away. I always try to remember when I'm there that you get what you pay for, and sometimes particleboard breaks, so it's better to spend a little more to get higher quality. Last night we just needed felt pads to put on the bottom of our furniture and a way to store my CDs in such a way that we wouldn't have to dust them (when you have in excess of 800 in your collection and a dust allergy, these are the things you think about).

I found a really cool six-drawer cabinet that was big enough to hold the collection. Better, it was mostly solid wood. It's supposed to be a kitchen cabinet, but it was just about perfect. We bought it, got it home (somehow--the thing came in three big boxes that weighed a collective ton), and went to bed.

This morning after breakfast I opened the boxes trying to find the instruction sheet, so I would know how much time to budget for assembly. And one of the cabinet sides--which are among the few particleboard pieces on the unit--was splintered where it joined to the wood frame. Sigh. Hopefully they'll deliver a replacement today...