Dear Blog,

On Sunday, Juan and I went to Cuernavaca and looked at some more haciendas for our wedding. We liked the haciendas we saw because they all had churches. I think we are probably gonna have the wedding at one of those haciendas, but I will keep you posted.

We took Monty with us, and he was such a drama queen in the car. Here is his routine in the car: he sticks his head out the window, he throws up, he tries to eat his vomit, he sticks his head back out the window, he sniffs, he throws up again, he tries to eat his puke, etc. You see the cycle, right?

Yesterday, I didn't do much. After work, I came home and found a note from Juan, saying he had to go to a funeral in Monterrey. A friend's father died, so he went up for the funeral. So, Monty and I just hung out. I made beans and rice for dinner, we watched some television, and we went to bed.

I am getting ready to watch the big debate! Juan got his absentee ballot in the mail today, but I did not receive mine. He was in charge of faxing in our forms, so I am starting to wonder if he's trying to sabotage me. He swears he's not, but I am not so sure.

TTYL,
Jenny en la ciudad