Baby fishy, baby kitteh

It’s Cinco De Mayo, and Kim made tacos. She had a good day today – she received a job offer and she found an orange female kitten up for adoption at the local vet. She quickly accepted the job offer, and I’m going to take full credit for the accomplishment based on the website I built for her a few months ago: kimberlymoeller.com

Speaking of orange babies, over the weekend – when I finally got around to cleaning Corina’s fish tank – I discovered that the fish I just knew was pregenant when I bought it, must have been, because I found its small orange offspring.

Check out these photos:

He likes to hide under the large decoration in the tank.
He likes to hide under the large decoration in the tank.
Here's a shot of the baby with its orange mother. I wonder what happened to all his brothers and sisters? Did the filter get them? Did the other fish eat them? Did mom eat them?
Here's a shot of the baby with its orange mother. I wonder what happened to all his brothers and sisters? Did the filter get them? Did the other fish eat them? Did mom eat them?
Can you see him?
Can you see him?

You know you’re in deep when you’re going to shows, people

I attended my first flower show this weekend. It wasn’t my first gardening event, but it was the first one that had a contest where flowers were judged.

The Space City Chapter of the American Hibiscus Society had its first show in Pasadena this past weekend, so Kim and Corina and I braved the torrential storm to travel 45+ miles across the metropolis to see purty flowers and have a chance at grabbing some exotic specimens ourselves.

We didn’t stay that long. We got there three minutes late, and at that time – all the really exotic offerings from the local growers had been snagged – some people had whole shopping carts full. I was only allowed what I could carry, so I picked up an Indian Princess and a Seminole and then I got in the very, very long line to wait to purchase them ($8 a pop).

I’d have a photo of the two shaped bushes/trees I bought, but it’s dark now and I don’t feel like taking photos now, so just settle for this one, which links to a photo gallery of shots taken by my wife, while I was in line waiting to fork over more money for my obsession.

Corina looks at hibiscus flowers ready to be judged.
Corina looks at hibiscus flowers ready to be judged.

Corina’s sixth birthday party

This past weekend, we invited friends and family over to celebrate Corina’s sixth birthday. The week before, I bought her a new bike for her birthday – every six year old needs a bike, even if it still has training wheels. We’re working on it.

Corina's Barbie Fairy birthday cake.
Corina's Barbie Fairy birthday cake.

Great friends and family came over, ate some barbecue and showered her with gifts. A great time was had by all, best I know.

Corina opens presents.
Corina opens presents.We evenÂ

For the second year in a row, we splurged on a bouncy castle. Why not?

We even got a bouncy castle.
We even got a bouncy castle.

Easter eggs everywhere

This year, my daughter was really excited about Easter. As soon as the Easter decorations came out, her favorite game was hiding the eggs in the living room and forcing anyone who she encountered to find them.

The day before Easter, we dyed eggs.

Corina helps dye eggs.
Corina helps dye eggs.

Corina said she had never dyed them before – maybe that’s my fault. To me, it’s always been about the candy, and you can’t stuff it into a hard-boiled egg.

But you can do plenty of other fun things with hardboiled eggs, like throw them at each other. And then, when they crack, you can ask if you can take the photo.

Corina holds a cracked polka-dotted egg.
Corina holds a cracked polka-dotted egg.

Easter means a lot of traveling. We went to church, Kim’s aunt’s house and my aunt’s house. Our day started early so we could make 7 a.m. mass.

Some of us were awake for this pre-mass portrait with the camera timer.
Some of us were awake for this pre-mass portrait with the camera timer.

Aside from seeing so many great people, Easter is about new awakening – and traditions.

We started a new tradition this year of building a nest for the Easter bunny. The nest is made out of wildflowers and rose petals. The bunny delivered!
We started a new tradition this year of building a nest for the Easter bunny. The nest is made out of wildflowers and rose petals. The bunny delivered!