Get Rid of Her!

Guys... guys, or girls!.... please... get rid of this. In the name of God... get rid of this. This is a playing, nasty motherfucker who will drain you of every penny you have. Get rid of it!!!!  And don't cry over it!!!!! Don't... you... dare, cry over it!!! .....

My Twin Tail Halfmoon Betta Part 3

Finally, after the first two Betta's, I had to get one for myself, one that caught my eye. They all catch my eye, just sitting there at the bottom of those little... cups. Poor things. But I picked out one. Moon Pie.
                    

He's the fussy eater. He will only eat Betta flakes. Once in a while he will go for chicken, shrimp, Betta pellets. Sometimes bread... hates scrambled eggs.

I've tried different aquariums and tanks with him.... he's happy in any one of them. But he seems to be happiest in a two and half gallon tank, with lots of decorations. He's real active. And he's the smallest from the other three. I'm really enjoying the fish. It's been a year and a-half. It's fascinating to know them. Three fish... three different personalities. Their likes, and don't likes.... just like people.

                           

My Dragon Scale Crown Tail Betta Part 2

After a couple of weeks enjoying Blue Betta, I asked my adult Daughter to pick out a Betta at the Pet Shop. She picked out this one, and I have him at my home, too. Ooh, he's scary looking. She named him Marilyn. As in Marilyn Manson. Hey,..... in my day, it was Angus Young (AC/DC). I assure you, Marilyn and Angus are not the devil. They are a couple of millionaires.

Marilyn likes to hide. He's pretty happy in any aquarium or tank, but  I've yet to put him in one that I'm confident he feels really good in. This picture shows him in his temporary (not quite) gallon glass vase.

I feed him everything I feed Blue. Marilyn seems to like it all too.... but doesn't hardly eat the amounts Blue does. I 'drop' food, two, three times and he's done. I have him in a five gallon hexagon plastic tank. I tell you.... he LOVES that tree. I'm not sure about the tank or Castle (tried so many decorations) but he loves that tree... because he loves to not only 'perch'... he loves to hide.
                                       

                       

My Betta Splenden Part 1

About a year a half ago, got me a Betta Fish. Well, my Grandaughter did, and I'm taking care of him, in my home. I was reluctant to get him... we were in PetsMart... and... you know... Grandaughter... can't say no.

But anyways, so glad we got him. He's so much fun and it's super relaxing to play and take care of him. After being at work all day.. it's calming.

And since it's a child picking out a blue fish... she named him Blue. How cute. Here is some info on Blue.

            

He loves to eat ANYTHING. Off the top of my head, chicken, shrimp, bread, scrambled eggs...betta pellets, and betta flakes. He will eat, if I keep 'dropping' ... I use common sense between his food items, when to stop. This was a learning process.

I've put him in all kinds of aquariums and his favorite is a tall glass vase. He also likes his temporary (not quite) gallon glass vase, which he stays in for 24 hours during 100% water changes every few days. He hated the five gallon Hexagon plastic tank he stayed in.... seemed sluggish. Whereas, he seems more playful in the two and a-half gallon tank... more so in ... the tall glass vase.

He hates getting his picture taken. Close up. He jerks back and forth so fast in terror, so this is the only good picture I have of him. After two, three times of trying, I leave it alone.

                            Here's a picture of him in that tall glass vase he seems to love so much.
                      

                     

Those Free Puppies/Kittens Ads...

                                FREE puppies! blah blah blah. FREE kittens! blah blah blah.

..... for Chrissake get your pets spayed or neutered. Or don't have pets. These kind of ads should never be placed.... EVER.     Pisses me off to no end.

                                       

Menopause - Ultimate Narcissist

Ultimate Narcissist. Menopause. The HOT FLASHES!!  This is the ultimate MONSTER. I've been suffering for almost ten years now. I HAVE NOT seen a doctor for this. I have been enduring AND dealing with it for almost ten years now. There is NOTHING to relieve it. So I've heard.

I know MANY women who go thru it and tried EVERYTHING for it. NOTHING helps.

ONE WOMAN:  Had uterus removed and had/has have to go back to Doctor because of more problems stemming from that surgery! But says her hot flashes had subsided. BUT if you're familiar with hot flashes... some months, years... are better than others!!

ANOTHER WOMAN: Had uterus removed and hot flashes are worse than ever!  

So.... would I take a gamble and have this procedure done???  HELL NOOO!!!

I know MANY woman who buy these over-the counter relief from menopause products. They DON'T work. I know MANY woman who have a prescription... for hot flashes... and they STILL have hot flashes!
                                 

Just when we women reach that age where we get rid of the human narcissist in our lives... this fucker comes... that we can't get rid of!!!! My God!!!

So.. if you're buying those over-the-counter medications. Or have a prescription... for this monster.. I don't think it's working.

Being completely... medicine-free from this over the years.. I HAVE noticed... that some months are better than others... some years... have been better than others.

ONE YEAR:  For about six months. I could NOT sleep for more than a half-hour at night. Woke up SWEATING profusely...AND I was SO thirsty for a glass of milk... every half-hour.

ONE YEAR:  For about six months. I could tell when a hot flash was fixin' to come. I would get this sensation... if you've ever been on a roller coaster... that feeling where you're stomach drops.... when you're going doooownnnn... the roller coaster. Hot flash... seconds later... big time. I remember thinking... "oh thank-you motherfucker, for giving me the heads-up" Drinking lots of water. Preparing for the hell.

I remember another year, for several months. They didn't come as often... but DAMN... day or night... the SWEAT pouring off me.... every twelve hours or so. Happened several times at work... over the months. My boss at work, one time.... took me by the hand... super busy hour... "Oh my God... are you ok?" She looked SO concerned. I apologized... customers glaring at me... sweat POURING off me. I'm kinda laughing, so she (boss) starts laughing... saying "OMG, omg"... lol.

I remembered when THAT phase subsided. Thank God! Nowadays I get them three, four, maybe five  times a day... for now. Not too bad. And they are uncomfortable... but I have learned to 'go thru' them. Or maybe just 'surrendered' to this monster... and wait it out.

Dennis the Menace Episode Proves Me Right!

This scene from Dennis the Menace. episode Christmas Horse from 1960, proves me right!!! Regulars.... most regulars... many regulars think they're entitled to special service... special treatment...and special prices. In this day and age with the over-population and self-centeredness... you've GOT to be kidding.

Mr. McGuire: You've become one of my regulars. (five years)

Mr. Wilson... making conversation, hinting, leading up to a free or discounted special price....

Mr. McGuire... giving him the I know what you're trying to do look. "You hope to get another tree for .50cents?"

Mr. Wilson: (lmao) "Well of course"

Mr. McGuire: The price to you is $5.00

Mr. Wilson: I've always paid .50 cents...I've become a regular.

Mr McGuire: That's why I've had to keep my price up on Christmas Day... I can't afford all you regulars.

Mr. McGuire, feeling bad (a regulars intentions) "Well, I'll throw in a few sprigs and a mistletoe"

Mr. Wilson: (classic, lmao) "Well I should hope so, that's the least you could do. Next year I may give my business to someone else"  ..... Imagine Mr. McGuires relief. Sweet release from this stress causing, nervey, audacity.... soul torturer.

Thank-you Mr. Joseph Kearns (Mr. Wilson) and Thank-you Mr. Ernest Truex (Mr. McGuire) for this scene. Very well played!

And credit as well to writers William Cowley and Peggy Chantler Dick. I always wondered if this kind of idiocy went that far back... 1960.. at least.