We made it home, trailor and all. The poodle was depressed all weekend. She threw up twice and didn't eat much the whole time we were gone. Mandy attempted to ease her woes by letting her sleep in her room; also one of the places she yacked. I guess we will have to come up with a plan for the honeymoon. I want to go to Niagra Falls. We don't know anything about it though, so we are going to start searching online. It might be too expensive. Vic takes his national test for radiology techs on Friday. He hasn't studied, he has to all week. My life will be boring. I need to work on getting the house together. Mandy's sick, her throat hurts. Poor poor mandy.