I was doing my laundry like a good little Haus Frau, and had just moved everything to the dryer and started it. It went kaplunk, kaplunk, kaplunk, so I stopped it and felt around - figuring I'd find one of Julia's plastic animals. Nope...no such luck. I found my iPod Nano. I muttered many expletives and am now ready to cry. How can I clean without my tunes? I think I'll go curl up in the fetal position for a while now. Just FYI...iPods and water don't mix. Or soap. Or washing machines. Or probably even dryers. Oh well.