When one of my friends is having a bad day, I tend to suggest chocolate (the part where they may or may not be dieting is best not to discuss). I'm terrible I know, but chocolate fixes everything, right?
And when my husband is in remission from his obsession over fish (small house square footage does not equal 58 gallon + fish tank), what do I do? I buy a fish for his fish-obsession-loving daughter. What could ever go wrong there?? Well I'll tell you...
My story starts out with 2 fish that I compulsively purchased from PetsMart (Emily's eyes lit up when she saw that section...how could I not buy her a fish...or 2).
And that was when "Nemo" and "Chuckles" entered our family. For those who haven't watched Finding Nemo about 2,000 times like we have, Chuckles was also a character. He played the riveting role of Darla's dead goldfish (we really will feel bad if he's the first one to go...)
Two hours later when Richard came home from work, it was pointed out to me that my fish tank choice was not "technically" adequate enough for 2 fish to live comfortably (I started to gather that as I watched them ram themselves into the side about 200 times). So we had to go back to the store to get them a bigger home. My version of a bigger home...1 gallon...2 gallons...you know, small. Richard's version of course was a 15 Gallon Deluxe Aquarium Kit (oh yeah, and we had to buy more fish...of course). Yeah, my version would cost $20, his was going to cost $100, not including the stand or the new fish (insert sigh here).
So the negotiations started in the aisles of the pet store, and unfortunately I was out numbered. I had a 3 year old pulling on me to look at all the beautiful fish, and I had a husband pulling me in the other direction to discuss our "options". Negotiations were tough, but 15 minutes later we agreed to get a tiny 1 gallon fish tank. I might have also agreed to buy a larger fish tank in the near future, but that's only because he pulled out his cute face card! I know, I'm such a drug dealer!
1 fish purchase later, we left the pet store with 2 really happy Ewing's. Emily proudly holding onto her newest pet - Chocolate Sprinkles (Sprinkles for short), and Richard discussing what kind of stand he was going to build and how he was going to make it a saltwater tank eventually.
As for me, I honestly loved seeing them both light up...BUT, I'm thinking that I might need to see someone about my drug dealing side job. It's really going to cost me A LOT of money.
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