I HATE FISH!... AND TURTLES!

Okay so I've been trying to fish up this turtle mount and I seem to have the worst luck ever.  Over 20,000 fish since I started tracking it and still no turtle.  A guildee of mine got it in about 45 minutes.  Needless to say I hate fish and turtles.  I've also been doing the Dalaran fishing daily every day since it was implemented and still haven't gotten the pet from the reward bag.  Some day I will finally get them.  But until then I'm going to growl everytime a friend of mine gets theirs.

What to do?

It's midnight on Friday night.  I should be good and go to bed so I can be rested and ready to go in the morning.  Especially since I know my husband will be up until at least 4am playing WoW.  I also know he will sleep until noon, then after the kids go down for naps an hour later he will flop on the couch and nap himself.  He lets me sleep in occationally (the average is roughly one third the number of days he gets to sleep in), but lately he's been the one sleeping in all the time.  So I've decided... I'm going to bed after this like a good mommy, then Sunday morning I'm elbowing my darling hubby in the ribs when I hear the kids and informing him he gets to get up with them.  So I guess I'll be up late WoW'ing it up tomorrow night then instead.

Helpers

My toddlers love to help.  Whether it's in the garden or when I'm online playing, they are eager to jump right in and assist me in any way they can.  Of course, their version of help and mine seem to be differing in definition, which is where the problem seems to lie.

In the garden they love to pick the tomatoes.  Unfortunately the tomatoes they pick are tiny, green and no where near ripe.  The also enjoy pruning.  Unfortunately their idea of pruning is to randomly rip leaves off various plants.  My daughter just discovered the beans so I'm sure she will be "harvesting" them soon as well.  My son has a special nickname when we garden... DestructoBoy.  His favorite thing at the moment is to whack the corn stalks.  When the corn was smaller he liked to throw his toy lawn mower in with them.  Luckily the stalks he broke were only 5-6 inches tall at the time so they were easily cut and allowed to regrow.

When I get in game they like to help me in so many ways.  I've lost count of the number of ways they have killed me....  Running my characters off my cliffs then I can count.  Dismounting from my flying mount while so high the ground can't be seen.  Running into the opposing factions towns.  Having a low level character of mine attack a max level pvp flagged player.  Running me into a huge group of mobs or elites.  There is nothing like getting up to make them chocolate milk because they ask so sweetly for it and when I sit back down I find my toon laying on the ground with the "hey you died click this to release to the graveyard" button on my screen.

But, for all the annoyance, they are the cutest little helpers anyone could ask for.

Raids and Beans

I realized something the other night.  I believe I'm the only person in history to say "give me a minute I need to finish planting my beans" before a raid.  It was apparent from the chuckles over vent that some of my guildees (a mostly male group of course) that they thought that was some sort of female code for "I need to spend some extra time in the restroom".  My darling husband informed them that I had dashed into the backyard and was indeed planting beans.  I'd run out of time with getting dinner ready, feeding my two hooligan toddlers, fighting with my teen-ager,and finalizing the mayhem with putting said hooligan toddlers to bed.

A few days before that one of the guys was teasing me about my garden.  I told him it was my rl buff food and made me a better healer.  What can I say, fresh from the garden tastes a thousand times better then anything else.  What better way to raid then after a tasty salad of freshly picked goodies grown by me.  Not to mention the opposite could be said too....

What better way to end a day of gardening then to kill some kobolds.