I have been overwhelmed at the response to my last post. OVERWHELMED. This great big ole internet with millions of strangers on it has blessed me beyond words. Thank you for following me on this weight journey - with all of the ups and downs associated with it (and let me tell you, 2 days ago, there were TEARS involved - it was a rough one). I appreciate your support more than I can say. And if this journey is motivating any of you, well then that's just icing on the cake (or lemon juice on the baked fish, in my case). :)
Now, back to the random that you're accustomed to.
We are the proud owners of 3 new Hermit Crabs. We went to the beach over spring break and the kids decided to pool their souvenir money and buy crabs.
Mary Emma's crab (the shell in the back) is named Patrick - no, not from Sponge Bob, but because we got him/her (who really knows?) on St. Patrick's Day.
Tait's crab (the crab in the front) WAS named Megan, but she has since changed it to Claire.
Because Claire is obviously a much better name for a hermit crab than Megan is.
Camille's crab (middle crab - and let me stop and tell you that I accidentally typed "crap" instead of "crab" which has me giggling right now, because obviously I'm 12) has had a number of monikers. First it was Madeline (In a house in Paris that was covered in vines, lived 12 little girls in 2 straight lines - THAT Madeline). Next it was Annie (Yes, The sun will come out tomorrow, Annie). Then it was Mr. Poofie Head (if you can figure out where that one came from, I would appreciate it - we have no idea). Now its name is Beverly Hills Chihuahua (or "Bebbily Hills Ta-wah-wah" as she pronounces it).
Seems completely appropriate for a crab to be named after a dog movie.
The crabs have taken over a part of my brain that I didn't know was unoccupied. I have always gotten attached to pets - my college roommate had an aquarium and would flush her fish when she went home for holidays - an act that would send me into sobs and her into hysterical laughter. I now realize there was probably something a little deeper there..... Anyway, I find myself researching tetracycline washes for stressed out crabs and Choya wood for the terrarium so they can climb. 2 weeks ago, I had never heard of Choya wood. Now I want to buy a piece of it. Or turning up the thermostat to 72 because our house is usually kept at 68 but crabs are happier with temps over 70.
THE INSANITY IS TAKING OVER.
So that's my life right now. Tell me what's going on with you. I can't wait to read the comments.
Albeit while sweating in my hot house.
But the crabs will be happy.