So me and Mr.J seem to be fish killers lol.
We've had a big 3ft'er in our place since we moved in almost 4 years ago, the fish I wanted back then needed a heater so we decided to do nothing till we bought a heater.
Almost 4 years later we decided to buy a heater (lol we're slow) anyway the aquarium that had the fish I wanted closed down so we went to a different pet shop and picked some fish.
We got 10 neon tetras and 3 comet goldfish. Oddly enough, the sales assistant didn't bother to tell us that those two fish should NOT be kept together. Needless to say, the 3 comet goldfish ate all the tetras and then one goldfish died because of the heater - we think...they're not tropical therefore cannot be in with the heater. Since the tetras were dead, we turned the heater off.
Then another goldfish just died of natural causes...Mr.J said I over fed them. Well sorry but if I feed two fish and one wants to be a pig and eat all the food then that's its own fault haha
The last goldfish (killer, as I'd named him) looked a bit how-ya-going and lonely so we took him back in the hopes that they can save him - turns out he wasn't well anyway. We couldn't have kept him anyway as any fish that was smaller than him, he would've eaten (he was HUGE, all the fish in the pet shop were smaller than him), as well as any fish that are better looking - apparently!
So we bought 5 new fish. Lemon Cheesecake-a small yellow and white goldfish, Skittles-a small orange, black and white goldfish, Dorothy (Muffin named it after Dorothy the dinosaur)-a white with black spots butterfly fish(aka mini oreo), vanilla milkshake - a big white with black tail butterfly fish and squirt, an all black, tiniest of the tiny butterfly fish.
Well Dorothy died first, after only being in our care for a few short weeks...then over the past week and a bit, Squirt has started showing signs that he too, was next. Floating backwards along the top, flittering lifelessly, losing his colour etc.
One day, he was dead. I told Mr.J to do what needed to be done.
For whatever reason, he did not, but I was not aware of this. That night I fed the fish.
Squirt started swimming around eating the food...
The next day, Squirt was almost floating still on the top of the tank. That afternoon, as he lay still on a rock on the bottom, he was dead.
That night I fed the fish.
Squirt started swimming around eating the food...
Last night, Squirt was floating, upside down, in the corner of the tank, at the top, not breathing, not blinking, not anything-ing. He was dead!
Today I feed the fish....all of a sudden I see Squirt, poor life-less Squirt, swimming around, eating the food WTF! He is not well, its quite clear of that, he's losing his colour, he's a bit slow, his tail has practically gone (looks almost burnt off). But he's not dead.
how has this happened I don't know.!
I'm thinking tomorrow of going out and buying a small fish bowl and transferring him in the hopes that he might get better in new fresh water on his own...I hope so.
Poor Squirt - he's a trouper I made This Video for him, when I thought he'd gone. (the pics are from his first few days at home...bit blurry.
Sunday, August 8, 2010
Wednesday, July 28, 2010
Doing Laundry
So I was doing some tidying tonight, just putting away laundry, and felt inspired to blog.
And you can pick yourselves up off the floor now, I didn’t decide to do housework on my own accord…Mr.J asked me to :P
Anyhow, as I was sorting through the piles that were there and forcefully trying to shove them into the already over-flowing allocated shelf spaces, it got me thinking…Do I really need all these clothes?
I know I’m a hoarder but I like my clothes and obviously, I still get use out of them, although some don’t fit quite as well as they used to.
Nowadays I spend my time slothing around the house in nanna knickers and a dressing gown all covered in spit up food, dribble and sometimes, a little baby poo (hehe), so when I do actually venture to the outside world, sometimes I like to put a bit of effort into how I look…sometimes! But being on a budget (that I can’t afford), I don’t often spend too much money on new clothes and any new clothes I’ve bought lately are size 0 and therefore a tad too small for me, so I do often fall back on some of my old favourites from my 9-5 days and theme them with casual jeans and some nice heels but going through some of the items I’ve been seen in lately it did occur to me that some don’t fit as well as they used to…since having a baby, my tummy has expanded a little, don’t even get me started on the size of my breasts and well lets face it, I’m not 18 any more!
And you can pick yourselves up off the floor now, I didn’t decide to do housework on my own accord…Mr.J asked me to :P
Anyhow, as I was sorting through the piles that were there and forcefully trying to shove them into the already over-flowing allocated shelf spaces, it got me thinking…Do I really need all these clothes?
I know I’m a hoarder but I like my clothes and obviously, I still get use out of them, although some don’t fit quite as well as they used to.
Nowadays I spend my time slothing around the house in nanna knickers and a dressing gown all covered in spit up food, dribble and sometimes, a little baby poo (hehe), so when I do actually venture to the outside world, sometimes I like to put a bit of effort into how I look…sometimes! But being on a budget (that I can’t afford), I don’t often spend too much money on new clothes and any new clothes I’ve bought lately are size 0 and therefore a tad too small for me, so I do often fall back on some of my old favourites from my 9-5 days and theme them with casual jeans and some nice heels but going through some of the items I’ve been seen in lately it did occur to me that some don’t fit as well as they used to…since having a baby, my tummy has expanded a little, don’t even get me started on the size of my breasts and well lets face it, I’m not 18 any more!
A Love Story With A Happy Ending
It was Winter, two thousand and three when cupid was hard at work. A young man and a young woman were destined to meet...
On a cold wintery night, Betty Boop met Mr.J. It was love at first sight.
As the months turned into years, the two fell more and more in love with each other with every passing day.
In Summer, two thousand and six, they took their relationship to the next level and moved in together. From there, things only got better.
As time went by their love only grew stronger.
October two thousand and eight, spring time. On a boat under the evening sun somewhere in a far away land, Mr.J knelt down on one knee, took Betty by the hand, looked deep into her eyes and proposed marriage.
In no rush to wed, the two were content with their engagement and still madly in love, but both felt as though there was one thing missing from their lives.
They wanted to be a family.
Two thousand and nine, April, their lives were soon to be fulfilled, with all their dreams come true. For Betty would soon deliver the news, that the baby they longed for was due.
Friday two thousand and ten, January Eighth - Noon.
Brought into this world with ten fingers and ten toes. Weighing in at 8.12 pound and 52cm long, Muffin was born.
What was once a duo, has now become a trio and a new journey has begun.
On a cold wintery night, Betty Boop met Mr.J. It was love at first sight.
As the months turned into years, the two fell more and more in love with each other with every passing day.
In Summer, two thousand and six, they took their relationship to the next level and moved in together. From there, things only got better.
As time went by their love only grew stronger.
October two thousand and eight, spring time. On a boat under the evening sun somewhere in a far away land, Mr.J knelt down on one knee, took Betty by the hand, looked deep into her eyes and proposed marriage.
In no rush to wed, the two were content with their engagement and still madly in love, but both felt as though there was one thing missing from their lives.
They wanted to be a family.
Two thousand and nine, April, their lives were soon to be fulfilled, with all their dreams come true. For Betty would soon deliver the news, that the baby they longed for was due.
Friday two thousand and ten, January Eighth - Noon.
Brought into this world with ten fingers and ten toes. Weighing in at 8.12 pound and 52cm long, Muffin was born.
What was once a duo, has now become a trio and a new journey has begun.
Thursday, May 13, 2010
The Perfect Moment
♥
With her head resting on my shoulder, her face merely an inch from mine.
I feel a tiny puff of air on my lips as she breathes in and out.
Her breath is sweet, the most angelic scent I’ve ever breathed.
Her tiny hand rests lightly on my heart, as I feel her heart beating against my breast.
I study her face ever so closely, seeing no imperfections.
Her skin as soft as velvet and so creamy in colour.
I gently press my lips to her cheek, it is but with a kiss, I whisper:
“Goodnight, my Precious. I Love You”
Words so true, they cannot be untold.
As her eyelids flicker slightly at my touch, through her peaceful slumber I know,
That she loves me too.
Muffin fell asleep in my arms after her feed. I just wanted to share this moment. I sat with her for what seemed like hours, just staring at her beautiful face. I will cherish these moments forever.
♥
Friday, May 7, 2010
The finer things in life
Anyone see that new add for lotto on the telly?
An old man wins lotto and pays for all these fish to go into the local lake so him and all his old mates can actually catch some fish at their local spot...Such a sweet way of appreciating the smaller things in life...He doesn't need to buy mansions and fast cars ... just add a bit of excitement to his daily fish and bring a smile to his friends
love it ♥
On that note, I'm going to bed to have some of my own sweet dreams :)
An old man wins lotto and pays for all these fish to go into the local lake so him and all his old mates can actually catch some fish at their local spot...Such a sweet way of appreciating the smaller things in life...He doesn't need to buy mansions and fast cars ... just add a bit of excitement to his daily fish and bring a smile to his friends
love it ♥
On that note, I'm going to bed to have some of my own sweet dreams :)
Monday, May 3, 2010
Before I Was A Mum
Before I was a Mum, I never tripped over toys Or forgot words to a lullaby. I didn't worry whether or not My plants were poisonous. I never thought about immunizations.
Before I was a Mum,
I had never been puked on. Pooped on. Chewed on. Peed on. I had complete control of my mind And my thoughts. I slept all night.
I had never been puked on. Pooped on. Chewed on. Peed on. I had complete control of my mind And my thoughts. I slept all night.
Before I was a Mum,
I never held down a screaming child So doctors could do tests. Or give shots. I never looked into teary eyes and cried. I never got gloriously happy over a simple grin. I never sat up late hours at night watching a baby sleep.
I never held down a screaming child So doctors could do tests. Or give shots. I never looked into teary eyes and cried. I never got gloriously happy over a simple grin. I never sat up late hours at night watching a baby sleep.
Before I was a Mum,
I never held a sleeping baby just because I didn't want to put her down. I never felt my heart break into a million pieces when I couldn't stop the hurt. I never knew that something so small could affect my life so much. I never knew that I could love someone so much. I never knew I would love being a Mum.
I never held a sleeping baby just because I didn't want to put her down. I never felt my heart break into a million pieces when I couldn't stop the hurt. I never knew that something so small could affect my life so much. I never knew that I could love someone so much. I never knew I would love being a Mum.
Before I was a Mum,
I didn't know the feeling of having my heart outside my body.. I didn't know how special it could feel to feed a hungry baby. I didn't know that bond between a mother and her child. I didn't know that something so small could make me feel so important and happy.
I didn't know the feeling of having my heart outside my body.. I didn't know how special it could feel to feed a hungry baby. I didn't know that bond between a mother and her child. I didn't know that something so small could make me feel so important and happy.
Before I was a Mum,
I had never gotten up in the middle of the night every 10 minutes to make sure all was okay. I had never known the warmth, the joy, the love, the heartache, the wonderment or the satisfaction of being a Mum. I didn't know I was capable of feeling so much,
Before I was a Mum.
I had never gotten up in the middle of the night every 10 minutes to make sure all was okay. I had never known the warmth, the joy, the love, the heartache, the wonderment or the satisfaction of being a Mum. I didn't know I was capable of feeling so much,
Before I was a Mum.
Friday, April 30, 2010
Crouching Betty, Hidden Moth
Even though it’s no longer moth season, they are still out there and they are still finding ways to let me know they are out to get me!!
While I was out today, I decided to stop to pick up some lunch at the Baker Street shops. As I pulled into a parking space I called Mr.J to ask what he wanted when all of a sudden a giant teradactle-sized moth flew in the window at the speed of lightening, it was coming for me and it was angry (I know this because it was yelling expletives at me) I screamed in a panic and dropped my phone. I was just about ready to jump into the backseat when something stopped me.
Was it courage? Was it the killer moth? NO it was the back of the car…I WAS IN THE UTE!!! There was no backseat…there was no where to go!!!
So with the smallest ounce of courage I found scrumbled up on the floor amongst some rubbish, I reached past the moth and started winding up the window!! I wound with the stength of a hundred men.
Silence.
It was gone…BUT WHERE?
I knew it wouldn’t have gone far…did I kill it? That, I didn’t know. But I knew it was somewhere waiting for me.
Anyway, with all the dignity in my little toe, I schooched over the hand brake and jumped out from the passenger side…I wasn’t taking any chances.
I slowly creeped around to the other side of the car and had a peek…I knew it was still there, but where? I couldn’t rest until I knew its whereabouts. Then I saw it…smooshed under the window. Ok so is it actually smooshed or is it just sitting there waiting for me to let down my guard??
Not wanting to take any chances, I didn’t put the window down the whole trip home and I practically sat in the passenger seat for fear of it creeping through the glass to attack while I was driving.
Anywho some time passed and Josh decided to go out for a little while. We both had forgotten about the moth.
When I remembered it was there, I called him to see what happened.…
“It was still alive” he said.
I KNEW IT!!
Mr.J said it wasn’t actually smooshed but was trapped in between the rubber seal and the glass but didn’t die…Like I have said before, peoples! These are no ordinary moths! They are some kind of mechanical killing beast and they are out to take over the world, one human at a time…starting with me!
While I was out today, I decided to stop to pick up some lunch at the Baker Street shops. As I pulled into a parking space I called Mr.J to ask what he wanted when all of a sudden a giant teradactle-sized moth flew in the window at the speed of lightening, it was coming for me and it was angry (I know this because it was yelling expletives at me) I screamed in a panic and dropped my phone. I was just about ready to jump into the backseat when something stopped me.
Was it courage? Was it the killer moth? NO it was the back of the car…I WAS IN THE UTE!!! There was no backseat…there was no where to go!!!
So with the smallest ounce of courage I found scrumbled up on the floor amongst some rubbish, I reached past the moth and started winding up the window!! I wound with the stength of a hundred men.
Silence.
It was gone…BUT WHERE?
I knew it wouldn’t have gone far…did I kill it? That, I didn’t know. But I knew it was somewhere waiting for me.
Anyway, with all the dignity in my little toe, I schooched over the hand brake and jumped out from the passenger side…I wasn’t taking any chances.
I slowly creeped around to the other side of the car and had a peek…I knew it was still there, but where? I couldn’t rest until I knew its whereabouts. Then I saw it…smooshed under the window. Ok so is it actually smooshed or is it just sitting there waiting for me to let down my guard??
Not wanting to take any chances, I didn’t put the window down the whole trip home and I practically sat in the passenger seat for fear of it creeping through the glass to attack while I was driving.
Anywho some time passed and Josh decided to go out for a little while. We both had forgotten about the moth.
When I remembered it was there, I called him to see what happened.…
“It was still alive” he said.
I KNEW IT!!
Mr.J said it wasn’t actually smooshed but was trapped in between the rubber seal and the glass but didn’t die…Like I have said before, peoples! These are no ordinary moths! They are some kind of mechanical killing beast and they are out to take over the world, one human at a time…starting with me!
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