OK, We'll call the Triops "Blinky". There's Big Blinky and Middle Blinky and hiding in the back somewhere is "I've not yet been eaten by my cannibalistic siblings"-Blinky. He's not turned brown yet.
I had to go in and change out some of the water today. It's getting murky. Almost overnight.
But good golly do those things grow fast. The literature isn't kidding. What was it, last week I had to use a magnifying glass to see the dozen or so little white blips twitching across the pond?
Today?
(oh, I will hide the photo, just in case you are Triops-Squeamish. But really, it's a pet in a tank. And it can't get out. And it can't bite you. So suck it up, ok?)
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This is Big Blinky. He's in about an inch and a half of water. The magenta monstrosity is their 'castle'. I guess even Triops like to play.
I would post a photo of Middle Blinky, but really, he looks just like a 3/4-sized version of Big Blinky. And forget about Wee Blinky. He's like a ghost in the machine. And they're ridiculously hard to take photos of. Their little legs under their bodies are constantly rolling along, and they do loop-de-loops without hardly taking a break. I guess they're in full-on Grow Bigger Mode.
While I was cleaning out the major detritus of the tank, I realized that much of what I was pulling was bits of shed Triops skin.
Me: Look, Nate. The Triops are shedding their skins so they can get bigger. Those little see-through bits that I'm pulling are Triops Shells.
Nate: Mom... (eye roll). They're called "Exo-skeletons".
Ouch.
We've got a team of folks coming up tomorrow to run the SF Marathon on Sunday.
My house looks like a bomb went off in it.
No. Really. There's still unpacked debris everywhere. And I'm in the middle of a re-model of our room (that would be the room that, for the last 5 years, anything and everything that didn't have a 'home' got put.). And tomorrow is the Company Picnic, so I'm not gonna be cleaning tomorrow. So I should be cleaning right now.
But I've just re-connected with an old friend on FaceBook, and I'm gonna go over to her house right now and knit with her, and visit with her new baby, that was born in NOVEMBER and I still haven't met. Kelly will join me, and she will embroider while Lisa and I knit.
Yeah. that's gonna help clean my house.
But, on the plus side of things, I've found a TON of yarn that I forgot that I'd bought. My stash grew exponentially and I didn't even notice (or have to pay anything... this year... for it)
I've also managed to toss out a bunch of stuff that I've been saving since SKIP WAS IN KINDERGARTEN. yes, that's been a big pile of the stuff in our bedroom.
So zen-like, our bedroom with the kid-debris littering it.
Overheard in the Big Bedroom Purge of '08.
"I *KNEW* I had a black cardigan... somewhere! And now I know where it's been."
"Whoops. I guess that gift certificate won't get used" (referring to a card I found thanking me for working in a bookstore, now defunct these last 6 years, containing a gift certificate for a restaurant that closed 2 years ago)
"hey! I bought these?" (referring to two knitting books that I found in a stash of old school papers from, probably, 3 years ago)
"Won't be needing these!" (referring to a micro-box of sample-diapers that I found in a box of 'gotta hide this, circa 2003')
"ooh! A Casio Boss. This pre-dates even the Palm Pilots"
And who knows what ELSE I'll be saying today, when I go back into the fray with a vengeance.
But now it's time to flip the laundry, and head out to my knitting date.
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