It bugs me when you have a good cup of coffee, just slightly lukewarm now, and a fly has to die in it. Stupid bug! I would have finished my coffee but I looked down and there the idiot creature was, floating in my coffee. I will not mourn for the bug, just the coffee.

Quiz results - Monkey Daemon Your MONKEY DAEMON represents a nature that is admired, detail-oriented, and full of curiosity. Some people might call you self-absorbed. You like to plan ahead, and hone your various talents to perfection.

It's odd that I get a monkey when monkeys are one of the few animals I dislike. They rate just a notch lower than dogs. Dog lovers: No, you will not convert me to dog love. If I wanted a creature to slobber on me, shed everywhere, require constant babysitting, give me allergies, bite my family or do other obnoxious things I would get a dog, for sure.

This was part of the quiz:

Which occupation appeals to you the most? explorer dictator pilot writer actor assassin

So hard to choose. The only one that doesn't appeal to me is actor. I picked writer cause I do love writing and it would give me a chance to do most of the rest, if not all.

I want ALL women to take up their scepters, don their tiaras and rightfully claim their thrones. In my all-powerful opinion, I believe transforming yourself into a queen means finding your own stream of inner wealth—independence, self-understanding and courage. Being Queenly, then, means nothing less than reaching your highest potential! Here’s what I think. Embracing the Queen archetype is a means to obtaining personal authentic power—just what we all need and deserve! Keep in mind, I am taking liberties here and asking you to step outside the traditional definitions of the Queen (or at least the definitions that we’ve heard in fairy tales, right?). Here, you’ll find a rewrite of the outdated queen model. Ah yes, it’s good to be a queen. Join me in the Queendom, grab the Queen Power and live your best life!

Grab the Queen Power: Live Your Best Life! - Suite101.com

My nephew, Zack, brought some goldfish here which he and Grandma had bought after the Potato Festival. He had tried to win some goldfish at the Festival but couldn't get his money to land in the glasses. Likely you've all tried that game at least once and know it's a lot harder than it appears. Anyway, Grandma told him he could buy goldfish for a lot less than another round of playing the game. Zack couldn't believe fish were so cheap. :) So they went to a pet store and bought a couple of feeders for a mere 37 cents each. Zack was impressed.

For a couple of days the fish were on the kitchen table in a glass jar with the original water they came in. Pretty limited space and likely would have led to a short life. But, once Zack went back home we poured them into the rain barrel in the backyard. I wasn't sure how they would do but my Mom (Grandma) was sure they would be fine and really like it. I could see how it would be much better than their current home.

Anyway, I poured them in myself. I watched them slowly sink down to the depths of the barrel to disappear. I waited quite a while but they never came back up. We went away for the weekend and I thought about them now and then. Thinking that the metal barrel might not be good for them or that racoons might knock over the wire grate and get at them. But, when I checked on them both were fine, swimming around near the top and quite healthy looking. Plus, I could no longer see any sign of all the mosquito and other insect larva floating around on the surface of the water. Nice bonus!

Sadly, when I checked on them today (about 3 weeks later) one is belly up in the barrel. The other is fine, I noticed him under a tiny leaf which had dropped into the water. The second fish was actually not a feeder. I wonder if those goldfish (one step up from feeders) are a bit stronger or healthier to start with. It's likely as the feeder fish are only expected to live long enough to make it home and become lunch for some other creature. Anyway, I think I will buy another goldfish so the other guy/ gal isn't alone in there. Plenty of space to be alone in.

I didn't find much online about keeping goldfish in a rain barrel though I just started looking this afternoon. Here is a discussion about rain barrels and preventing mosquito larva. Goldfish were offered as one option. Likely the best one I think fish would be the most natural and have the plus of being compost when they die. Some argue that's cruel. But I think keeping them in aquariums is an unnatural and more cruel life for them. People tend to go overboard on the whole pets thing. They are still animals. A free life is better than being tanked up and gawked at.

I'm tired of being nice. Six hours in a sauna (no air conditioning) is not for me. Plus, I'd really rather go back to bed and rest my brain. Something else has happened with the family bunch. Mom was going to email me but she hasn't. I could phone but sometimes this period of time of not knowing is kind of nice, to be enjoyed a few hours longer. Anyway, I'm usually the last to know. Living so far out of the city bites. I doubt I will ever like this town or this house. The renovations are stalled, not one room is actually done. We still have half a kitchen, no sink yet. I tried meeting men online but it's so worthless. I can't accept that there is not one guy out there (at least) who is just fricking normal and wants someone else in his life. Being alone is not great all the time. So far every guy is some type of dickhead. It would be a nice change to meet a guy who can think with the brain above his waist. Or maybe I just need to stop thinking or caring. I need a vacation from everything. Could I win one somehow? I've run out of things I'm willing to sell or return. I have to phone my Mom now. I'm worried that someone else has died now.

Toodle loo!