I told them not to leave us their two fish to fishsit while they were out of town. I told them “were not pet people, are you sure there’s no one else?” I asked them what they’d tell their kids if they returned home in two weeks and one was dead.
I thought I was (mostly) joking.
5 days later we flushed the bigger one, but not after taking a picture of him so his dad could replace him without their two year old catching on.
Sad that I can’t even fishsit without being reminded that whether it’s fish or plants or babies- I simply can’t seem to manage to keep two alive simultaneously.
Yes, I know that’s morbid.
Stupid fish.
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Elie stumbled upon some glitter stars sprinkled on the kitchen counter and sink… a few were on the sponge we use to wash dishes. “Ugh…. my worst nightmare- this stuff never goes away, I hate it in the kitchen.” he said “oh please, these are big glitters, not the powder fine stuff – this is not your worst nightmare.” He acknowledged the truth in my statement. But then I realized something else… “actually,” I said, “your worst nightmare is your world with no glitter in it at all.” He looked at me with a mix of rolled eyes and something resembling amusement. Happy Father’s Day. To elie and all the dudes who trade their hate of glitter for their love of a sparkly woman.
What’s “Not you” has nothing, really to do with YOU.
Just another sign I was meant to be doing this!
A 30 Day Challenge…
I used to kick ass