...my birthday didn't completely suck. I DID get to go out to dinner with BigDaddyFish, without kids. I had a babysitter so I didn't have to drag the
monsters darling children with me to Target, which would have made it a deeper circle of hell than it already was. The kids made me pictures while we were out to dinner, and Sunny's picture of a birthday cake with lots of candles was obviously that without interpretation. I got 2 emails from my friends Fish-Flopper, who I've know forever, and hokgardner, who I've met here online because of our blogs, and who had a not-the-best birthday herself last week. And the whole experience gave the meat for a post whose framework I've had in my head for years. So not entirely bad. And oh, yeah, it wasn't pinkeye like I thought so we just have to figure out what Nemo's allergic to.
That said, it wasn't a great day. Probably the second worst birthday I've had yet. But! On the next day, there was spice cake:
Did I tell you we have baby fish? We decided we weren't going to go into the business of breeding fish again when we got these, but rather just let nature take its course. But we have 2 hearty buggers who hid out in the plants and survived and are now big enough to roam the tank. One day I'll have a camera with a good macro setting on it, but in the absence of that, how about gratuitous baby cuteness?