Slippy just had this overwhelming desire for ice cream. (Yes, we know it's like 20 degrees outside.) And he also thought it would be cool to take the dog. So, we lay a large towel in the backseat of his car, and load up the dog. We go get our ice cream and pick up a money order for the rent. We get home, unload and prepare to eat our tasty ice cream, and I notice the dog had puked in the car! She puked in the only 2" spot that was not covered by the towel. Slippy was pissed, to say the least. Poor puppy... she couldn't help it. So we stood outside in the freezing cold cleanng up dog yarl. Then we came inside and had ice cream. Fun, huh?

So, the job hunt continues in the morning. I have got to find something fast! Our baby girl comes home in a couple of weeks!