And Then There Were Six...

My sister had goldfish in her center pieces at her wedding. For as long as I can remember she wanted goldfish at her wedding. Weird,  I know. I always thought she was crazy. Leading up to her wedding I envisioned all the guests arriving to upside down dead goldfish in all the bowls.  All her tricks she did using drops and letting the water sit for 24 hours worked, because come time for the reception they were all alive.

Somehow we ended up taking 9 of these little fishies home.(I also took home a ton of hydrangeas. I still have a vase full in every room of the house) And somehow I ended up at Petsmart the night of the wedding right before they closed all dressed up getting a fish bowl and fish food. Things I do for my children....  Did I mention I hate fish?

Josh's fish face

Of course, I am the one who has to clean this fish bowl every day. Yes, I said every day. These darn fish make the water so dirty. Every night it grosses me out with how cloudy it is that I go through the whole routine, tap water drops and all of cleaning out the fish bowl.

We have woken up twice to a belly side up fish and the third...well.. I swear it was an accident. I now know not to transfer the fish into the clean bowl with a spoon with holes over the garbage disposal. Yep, it happened.

So now there are 6 of these fish. My sister got back from her honeymoon so happy that I had some of her fish because she wanted some. The rest went home with little cousins and with our Grandpa for his pond. Lets see if I can keep any away from the garbage disposal alive until I see her next.