Phew! After yesterday’s tender post today’s topic feels like a breath of fresh air even though I’m a bit indifferent over what I’m about to share…
Last week I dished out our Texas trip itinerary complete with pictures but that post was getting long so I left out the part about us buying souvenirs.
Today I’m gonna spill the beans.
On Thursday of our trip we spent the day at the beach and when Friday came my husband and two younger kids were exhausted and wanted to spend the afternoon at the condo after going to the sea turtle facility that morning.
My oldest daughter (Paige) and I however still had a bit of go left. I’m not a huge souvenir person at all but Paige wanted to check out the beach shops and I was game for chauffeuring and tagging along.
Here’s the honest truth with those beach shops—they’re packed to the gills, everything’s branded with the tour destination name which skyrockets the price, and when you’ve seen one you’ve seen em all!
…except for the second shop we ended up in…
That one had its own unique little feature…
Paige spotted it first.
The advertising was plastered on the front window.
HERMIT CRABS SOLD HERE
Hook, line and sinker Paige was the bait and they reeled her right in.
“Mom!!!! We should get hermit crabs!!!”
“Oh man, that might be kinda cool!” I was quickly getting sucked in too.
We marched through those doors like gals on a mission and our feet carried us straight to the hermit crab exhibit, ignoring the cluttered shelves of South Padre Island knickknacks.
Oh how I wish now that my eyes and pocketbook would’ve met a twenty dollar water bottle, or a fifteen dollar ball cap, a t-shirt, or a towel…something other than the crabs!!
But we succumbed to the hermit crabs. And not only that we thought it’d be real cute to surprise the rest of the family back at the condo with these crabs so there was no checking in with my husband on my spontaneous “live” purchase.
We walked out of the store with two hermit crabs, a small plastic cage, their food, extra shells, and a watering sponge, plus 35$ less than ten minutes beforehand.
When we got back to the condo we set the crabs on the kitchen island waiting for Nate and the kids to spot them on their own.
They did! Within minutes! And this is a Christian blog so never mind what my poor husband said!!! Basically in a very curious R-rated way he asked what they were!!!
McKenzie and Warren were enthralled and wondered why there wasn’t a third crab, one for each kid.
Before long we were all in the Jeep, headed back to the store to purchase one more hermit crab. My husband was on board with all of this.
That evening though I began researching proper care for these new-to-us little critters and found out they are a lot more maintenance than what you see in the beach shops.
They’re actually not cared for properly in these shops and require heat sources, a variety of food choices, and two types of water—salt and fresh.
In the beach shops you will see them with a sandy flooring, extra shells, hideouts, water, and pellet food. They make it look super simple, this is why I was cool with getting them.
After realizing all of their needs I was like “you guys we gotta take these things back!! Tonight!!”
I was having some serious buyer’s remorse and was absolutely not okay keeping them because I knew they’d need a bigger cage, more supplies and more responsibility than originally thought.
My sweet husband though. Oh my goodness. He looked at me and said, “Alicia we’re not taking them back. We’re gonna keep them. We’ve made way stupider choices before. This is fine.”
And he is absolutely right.
About $150 later we have our three hermit crabs and their crabitat all set up in Mc’s room. Thankfully she was thrilled to show them hospitality!
In a heartwarming way I’m reminded of my dad as I care for these little guys. My dad, up until his dirt bike accident, had all kinds of reptiles that he raised and he was very passionate about it, even hatching baby bearded dragons a few times. So it’s neat to think of this as a reflection of his hobby.
Had I known before purchasing the hermit crabs what I know now I would’ve never bought them. But here we are and life definitely shows itself to be an adventure at times so we’re making the most of it. They really are interesting to watch and two of them have already switched shells. They’re night critters so we literally have to sneak in and spy on them if we want to see them in action.
The joke is, when I went to Florida back in April I brought home a live palm plant, Texas these hermit crabs…now if I make it to Alaska or Africa someday who knows what I might bring home…
Weekend blessings to you all!!❤️
Hey!!! Goodness do I miss blogging on a regular basis — and reading other’s blogs as well! Subbing in the schools has been crazy busy lately. I love it BUT I miss my normal routine, so I’ve made it a goal to get a post out…even if it means currently writing at 3:45 A.M. I’m gonna include a few of my own random holiday favorites plus a DIY on candle making today. I wish I was publishing this post two weeks ago but it is what it is…better late than never!!
Next you’ll want to crease the soup can rim to create a spout and then fill it half full of beeswax. Put the can into the pan of water with the burner set on medium heat and give a little stir every so often.
After you’ve mixed, it’s time to pour the wax into the jars or tea cups. **Try to avoid pouring onto the wick or the sides of your jar, see photo below.
Now you can roll the wick around a pencil and allow the pencil to rest on top of your jar or cup.
Leave it this way for about 12 hours, remove the pencil and cut the wick nearly an inch from the wax. That’s all there is to it!
A few weeks ago when we transferred our plants from their indoor starter containers into the outdoor ones they weren’t looking too hot. I was like ‘ahh great here we go again killing off another season of veggies’…because when we’ve planted directly into the ground in past years that’s typically how we roll so I was bracing myself that this year’s gardening “experiment” would be no exception. But with my doubt, Nathan reminded me, “just give it time, it has to adjust to new soil.”
It makes me think of someone new to the Christian faith; a life without Christ compared to a seasoned life with, should look dramatically different. Therefore those beginning stages can have kind of an ebb and flow effect as a new believer adjusts and learns fresh ideas, almost like a culture shock. 
For His Purpose 