So Phil dropped by yesterday and noticed I have a new fish, which I bought impulsively, because I am mostly an empty-nester now and apparently somewhere in the recesses of my head a new fish = a child. And also it must be said that sometimes I buy impulsively.
Anyhoo. Phil goes really? That fish will be dead in mere days because, Mom, you always kill fish, and people I took this as a challenge. It was almost as if Phil had slapped me across the face with that fish (which wouldn't have hurt because the fish is like 2 inches long, so don't worry) and challenged me to a duel. Game on, I said.
Every week I'll give you an update on the fish, and we shall see what we shall see.