AND THEN THERE WAS....ONE

Mood: Sleepy. Gonna hit the hay
Listening to: Rob sleepin'

Trauma in the Tank

On Sunday night we encountered a problem. 5 of our 6 piranhas died overnight. We thought they were acting funny before we went to bed, but when Rob woke up on Monday, he found the sad scene. Cujo is the only one left, the only one worthy of a name - because he is strong like Sears. He's gonna be one big ass mo fo in that tank all alone. I'm glad I missed the carnage, because he said they were too big to flush, and big fish just sorta gross me out. Apparently they're bigger out of the tank than they look in water. RIP FISHIES

Vanilla Mint toothpaste isn't too bad. It sorta tastes like frosting. So it's just naughty enough to be a treat and yet there is still the minty taste to remind you that you're brushing your teeth, and not licking the icing off a cupcake.

Tonight I had a bonafide craving. It was for donuts. Sugar and glazed. I only got glazed but was satisfied anyway. Yum.

I also decided to play Wendy Homemaker and attempt to make a pumpkin pie. It turned out okay - but it doesn't really have the right consistency. However, anything topped with enough cool whip is delicious. And I think Rob liked it. Which reminds me, I gotta put it in the fridge. I burned my finger making that pie. Sucks to be an amateur.

We had a good weekend in Minot. I missed Gavyn so much - it was just a great time getting to spend time with him. He's getting to be such a big boy, and he seemed to be excited to see me. But he's only 9 months old. He could have been excited to see the color blue. He does like my necklace though. Maybe that was it. Awwww, I wanna cry just thinking about it.

I had a good chat with Lindsay on Monday night. Sometimes saying "Hey let's go do this" is so worth it.

Eyes ...getting..sleepy. G'nyte.