Warning: Not for the weak of stomach nor the faint of heart. Rated PG-13 for language.
The garbage disposal is on the fritz.
Well, not really. Hamburger grease or something like it got poured down the drain and mucked everything up to the point where the kitchen sink wouldn't drain and in fact, vomited up a bunch of partially dispos-all-ed food from the last 4 to 5 days.
Awesome, right?
Well, Richard went in like a champ. I couldn't watch, but I helped him clean out under the sink so he had a clear work area and retreated to the living room to wait for the inevitable.
When I heard, "$^!t! F%@&! D@*#!" from the kitchen, I got up, retrieved as many towels as I could carry and delivered them to my soaking, stinking, greasy husband and tried not to make any snide comments about kitchen-related Tourette's syndrome.
End of story? We are currently without a kitchen sink. Apparently one of the pipes was completely rusted out, which is not what caused the initial problem, but now it can't be put back together until it's fixed.
Hopefully we'll be back in business tonight, but until then we will either eat out or use paper plates.
9 comments:
Eating out? Paper plates? Why would you ever fix the sink?
no kidding! though i suppose the smell might get to you sooner than later ... good luck!
Definitely go out now. When that little bundle comes home with you you can eat on paper plates then. I think Famous Dave's sounds good. What time are you eating? ;)
i vote for eat out.
I'm with everyone else!
Poor Richard though. Men get the yuckiest jobs, don't they. So glad I was born a girl! ewwwww.
Jolene, Rich JUST told me today that it wasn't fair that I get to hog all the baby time so far. I thought that same thing--I'm so glad I was born a girl!
So sorry.
Eating out!!! Yeeesssss!!
yeah good one ALF. since it seems to be such a hot topic. YES. I was at least two sheets to the wind.
If it IS hamburger grease, Pedro must be trying his darndest to get into the kitchen...
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