Is Pregnancy Contagious?

It sure feels to me like pregnancy is contagious. The lady of the house, being in the "family way" has been a bit, well, scattered, if you will, lately. I've been following suit, I'm hoping, out of sheer empathy. However, it's now starting to manifest itself into my physical realm for which I'm not altogether pleased.

My son's 9th birthday is coming up. For the past few months he's been bugging me to give him guitar lessons. I figured, ok, now is the time to get him his own setup. So, a co-worker of mine just happened to have a mini-Strat that he was no longer using since his son had graduated to a full-size gee-tar. He brought it over and I bought it from him for a little over half what a new one costs. I took it to the local gee-tar shop and they polished it up, changed the strings, gave it the once over twice, etc. Anyway, it looks great, plays great (of course I had to try it out...) and I'm very happy with it.

However, I wanted to pay for the guitar, so this morning I went to look for my checkbook and, of course, couldn't find it. Grr...

Having done a cursory examination of the homestead, auto, and miscellaneous pocketry turned up nothing. The wife said she'd look for it, but she hasn't found it either. The bad part is that I can't, for the life of me, think where the hell I put it. Not a clue. So, you know what I'll be doing tonight. Grr....

-la