I hope your fish pulls through Ernie. It sounds like you may have a raccoon feeding at you pond. With it only being 200 gallons the raccoons can get right into it very easily and snatch a fish. Looks as if you may have to have something around the pond to deter the raccoons as they will keep coming back for a meal. I had my pond raided so often that I installed a low lying electric fence around it and that has done the trick so far. "Horton"

Penny, No, it's a small piece of a shrubby Aeonium that's wrapped (don't even get me started with thinking about laying down a rap...). The plant on the monitor is a regular Pachyphytum that was close-upped. Brad, I'll have to flame it up if that were to happen, but we'd both know that it's not the real antidote, won't we? Sara, Brad writes of a not-known-well-enough truth and E. tirucalli can be a nasty one. The juices of the crushed leaves of Aeonium lindleyii are a known palliative to Euphorbia sap, even the dreaded E. abdelkuri (personal second-hand knowledge, so don't try it at home). Josh, I'm just true to myself It's not about the pelf Ron, One doesn't mail them across the border - one brings them to the other side and mails them. If one were bringing them via aeroplane, it's a temporary holdup at the airport (since one has, of course, declared agricultural products on the custom form) - just make sure the cuttings are completely free of soil and that you sound like you know what you're talking about - it's just a bureaucratic hindrance then.

Thanks everyone. Much better today but it couldn't have gotten worse LOL Nice to know that in a pinch they won't starve. Thanks for all offers to help. My bff did bring over some chicken soup on Monday night so that helped a lot too. I had no idea how much worse Tuesday was going to be, though. I'm going back to bed for a quick nap before everyone comes home from school. Wish they would eat PBJ sandwiches but none of them like them - not even for school lunches.

My Mom was the greatest person, mother, wife in earth. She was the most spiritual, humble, compassionate, beautiful person I¡¦ve ever known. She was my rock, my faith, my comfort and my guidance, I feel as if I am lost in limbo without her. She had such a story, she was the oldest girl of 13 Children, and she raised her brothers and sisters while her parents ran the bar they owned across from Leavenworth Prison. When she wasn¡¦t doing that she was working in the bar. It made her who she was; she never drank, smoked or swore. She gave my Dad 40 years of her life. She lost her first born child when she was only 23. My brother Todd died of cancer when he was only 2, but yet she had the strength and courage to have 2 more children. I had told her so many times that I did not know how she could overcome that. With him being my only child at the time, I think I would have had to lie down and die beside him. She went head to head with a few Demons¡Kreal ones¡Kand a couple of my boyfriends, and let me tell you she was not afraid to tell them where to go. º My heart has been broken ever since January 5, 2005 when she was diagnosed she was given 6 months to 1 year, but she fought like hell for 1 year AND 6 six months. I am so grateful for all of the extra time that we were given. When she was told of this horrible news, she refused it, would not accept it. As did my Dad, my Sister and I. How could someone so full of life, someone whose eyes sparkled so bright be given this terrible burden? It wasn¡¦t fair, but even then she was teaching us something. She was so brave and never once did she let her faith fall. I spent every moment I could with her, every lunch hour, anytime Dad needed a break, to cook, didn¡¦t matter what I was there! I just wanted to soak her all in, time was running out. Mom grew weaker, the pain intensified, and she had so much confusion from all the meds and so came the need for her to have someone by her side 24/7. I basically moved back ¡§home¡¨ for the last month to help Dad. My sister was called and was also told to come ¡§home¡¨, time was running short. It was not until this time that she actually gave up, ¡§I want you to know that I can¡¦t fight this anymore, I am tired and I have decided to give up. I want you to know that you girls are the light of my life and I love you¡¨. And I told her that we understood, we would be ok and there was a little boy waiting for her and now it is his turn, we had kept her long enough. I thanked her for showing me the kind of person I wanted to grow to be and let her know how much I loved her And a few days later she was gone, I was there with her and holding her hand at that very moment. She was only 59¡Kand I am 29¡KI still need my mom. She once was the greatest person, Wife and Mother on earth and now she is the most beautiful of all the Angels in heaven. My Sister will be here for the Thanksgiving holiday and we have decided that it is time to start going through her things. Deciding how we are going to divide her art, and all her possessions that meant so much to her. What to do with her clothes, her shoes, her books. Call me crazy but I always hope that something from her will show up somewhere, she was the type to tuck little notes away that you would end up finding. I look for her all the time in my dreams; I could sit in pure silence for hours waiting to her voice. I miss her so much; I thought this was to get easier as time passes? Just when I feel that I am up on my feet, they get knocked out from underneath me. How do I deal? What about this hole I feel in my chest? I too hate the cemetery, to see her and my brothers granite stones laying side by side just rips me apart, I never go and I do feel guilty about that, but I don¡¦t feel that is where is ¡§she¡¨ is. June was the month we lost her, to be precise¡KJune 29th, 2006 11:13 am. I hate this month¡Kand I hate that day even worse.