Today has been..

pants!

Nature

Driving home from a friend’s house tonight I saw my first ever live opossum. Up to this point all the oppossums I have seen have been deader than many dead things by the side of the road (the wonderful M will argue this point when it comes to racoons and claim they are only napping but he is a sensitive boy). They are quite cute. Google oppossum if you have never seen one (oh UK friends of mine).

Oh and Archie is currently swimming around like a total loon so I guess he has become a night owl.. frog.. whatever. I think he may be afraid of the light.

Peekaboo

So I have discovered where Archibald was hiding the other week, the crafty little beggar. There is a little gap in the bottom of the filter where the power unit plugs in and he was there. I only know this as I had another ‘where the f is my frog?’ panic and I suddenly saw his little head poking out from the hidden place. Must say he has become a really antisocial poo-head lately and has taken to going there quite a lot. I think he is scared of the fish, which is quite pathetic really. He won’t eat when they are near the food even when he wants to. I am giving him a little space as he did shed his skin this week (and he ate it - gross!) and perhaps this is a traumatic thing for a little frog.

Otherwise I am uninspired when it comes to blog posts.

Snooze....

I had a wonderful weekend, but nowhere near enough sleep. K made a beautiful bride. It is funny how spending time with people you don’t see very often makes you realise how much you miss them. I really did not want to come back yesterday. Sigh. I miss rather a lot of people at the moment :(

Work horse

As I type this I am waiting for my lovely and indispensable USB drive to fill up with all the lovely figures I need to print out. I have been working late a lot lately - I am talking regular fourteen hour days - and it is taking its toll. Luckily I have an excursion this weekend that will take me away from it all. My friend is getting married and I am a bridesmaid. Very excited! I shan’t have to think about work for two whole days if I don’t want to, plus, of course, I get to share in her special day. I’m off tomorrow after physiotherapy, HURRAH!

Abracadabra

Last night I was convinced Archibald has escaped and was lying dead somewhere on the carpet, most likely behind a bookcase where I would never find him until malodourous waves reached my nostrils. I took everything out the tank (plants, filter, his little pot to hide in, the feeding plate) except the fish and the gravel. He was nowhere, and I was sad. Suddenly there he was, like magic he came back from wherever he had been. I was most relieved on two levels (the YEA my frog is alive level and the thank goodness there is not a dead frog in my flat level). I think he may be traumatised with all the moving of stuff that went with the search but I nurse him back to health.

Now if the damn fish would stop eating his food (those fish make me soooooooooooo mad) all would be well. Does anyody want two fish?

Mooooooooooo

It is now May and I promised myself that in May I would get off dairy again. The lactose intolerant in me is a loser as I just like cheese too much. Day one going well so far though, few days until the cravings and grumpiness kick in. Drinking a lovely black iced coffee - on a side note is there any scientific reason why I like my cold coffee with no sugar but my hot coffee with?