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We are the Joneses! We were married on April 11, 2009 in Billings Montana. Our precious little girl, Elsie, was born on February 16, 2011 and she is the best part of our lives!

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Saturday, June 5, 2010


This is another man blog. I feel as though it is my job to tell the story because I witnessed it first hand.
This week has been a roller coaster of emotion for me. I came home from Montana on monday (Montana was sweet. Chloe graduated, the food was amazing, the Kansas, Styx, and Foreigner concert was sweet, and hanging out with family was dang fun) and Claire stayed for an extra 5 days. Naturally I was lonely and school was no fun at all. I looked forward to Claires return all week. Last night she got back and it was so nice. I was at the peak of Happy Mountain!
This morning I woke up abnormally early with a stuffy nose, so I trudged into the kitchen to get a paper towel (TP can't contain my nose blowing). After blowing my nose I looked at our gold fish Glozelle, whose fish bowl was by the sink, to say good morning...She was gone! Naturally I suspected that one of the mangy cats lingering around our apartment complex had broken in and snatched her. My rage quickly turned to sadness when I looked into the garbage disposal and saw something orange. My heart broke as I flipped on the garbage disposal to give her a proper burial.
With my head hanging I started kicking rocks back to bed. Then I heard something kinda flip around. It was Glozelle! (Don't know what was in the disposal still) She had jumped out of the fish bowl, and flopped about 6 feet away from the counter. She was pretty much dead when I grabbed her. She was very dry. I put her in the bowl and she went belly up instantly.
When you catch a trout and have it out of the water for a while you sometimes need to "milk" them when you put them back in the water. You just rub their sides until they feel better and swim off. I ended up "milking" Glozelle for about 5 minutes and talking to her the whole time. She was saved! She is as good as new. What are the odds that my nose would need a blowin' at the same time Glozelle was plunging to her almost certain death? You decide, but for now I'll call this experience a tender mercy.
Here is my overall roller coaster of emotion--
Happiness (Montana)
Sadness (Missing Claire and hating school)
Glee (Claires return)
Stuffiness (Nose)
Panic (Where's Glozelle)
Rage (Future dead cats)
Sadness (Our first pet died a horrible death)
Happiness (She's kind of alive)
Concern (Is she going to make it)
Joy (She made it)

8 comments:

  1. Do you remember my fish, Dusty? He had a similar accident, but I accidentally dumped him in the disposal!! I screamed so loud that the downstairs neighbor came up and rescued him. He lived.

    Well done Goo.

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  2. Derrik, I can't stop laughing! We had the same thing happen when Kara was a little girl. We found the gold fish laying on the floor and thought she had "fished" the poor thing out of its bowl! Little did we know that they can hurl themselves from the depths!! I'm glad Claire made it back and that you were reunited! Thanks for coming and letting Claire stay a little longer!! Keep the manblog going, we need a little humor now and then!! Love, Mom B.

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  3. Oh Derrik, I'm so glad you were there to save poor Glozelle...a tender mercy indeed! ha ha!

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  4. Oh Derrik.... That is all I have to say... ha

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  5. Next time, how about a little mouth to mouth????? Might even learn a new way to kiss your bride!!!!! Love ya---Pops

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  6. How cute!! You are such a tender heart. Glad to hear it will make it. Love ya Mom

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  7. I can't believe I never commented on this blog post. I must have had sophie on my lap when I read it awhile back, she is always kicking and grabbing and whacking the keyboard...anyhoo, I laughed my head off and then Chase read it and he also thought it was pretty dang funny. We're glad Glowzelle made it through! We love you guys!

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  8. That is so funny! I still remember the experience mom commented on except from my perspective I saw the fish jump out, got in trouble for "fishing it out" and finally my innocence was proven when mom witnessed for herself that yes fish can jump right out of their bowls. ha ha. Between Kenna's swagger wagon, Krista's underwear hats, and Derrik's fish experience I think I haven't laughed this hard in a long time. Love you guys!

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