Yes, I’ve been phoning it in lately. The posts. Hey, a photo counts as a post! Does too. It does too!!
But see, the thing is, these past few days there’s been what we like to call a sitchooayshun. That’s what we got here. So I bin sorta bizzy.
But oh! My neighbor-across-the-way got a Christmas tree yesterday! And now there’s a wooden painted cutout of Charlie Brown standing amid the bushes in front of their door! With a flag stuck in the grass with a snowman on it! Or maybe a polar bear. A Santa? Who the hell knows.
And! My kitchen sink has been clogged for three days! Yay plumbing!
The dishwasher is full of unwashed dishes, and we can’t use the kitchen sink to wash them, so I am thinking about investing in a supply of paper plates. We may never wash dishes again! Or our hands!
Or…wash dishes in the bathroom sink! But that sounds kind of gross.
It’s all because I thought Serena would be uncomfortable pushing potato peelings (I know! should have composted them!) down the sink with a running garbage disposal, she of the tentative tender fingers. I have learned my lesson and my plunger salutes you for pointing this out.
But it also means I have not had to cook.
IMPORTANT UPDATE: Oh hey, I have just run $43.07 worth of water down the kitchen sink drain and the sink hasn’t filled up with murky water, so I think the clog must have fixed itself! Good manifesting, internet! Way to go! Of course, this could just be an evil trick designed to get me to unsuspectingly run the dishwasher (filled with every dish we own, dirty), thereby causing all the used dishwasher water filled with chopped-up bits of cranberry sauce and Colcannon and bagel crumbs to then fill my sink and overflow all over the countertops and the floors. So maybe I will buy $16 worth of dangerous lye-filled chemical action and pour it down said sink, causing the Environmental Balance-O-Meter to tip from “almost disgustingly dirty” to “ruining the planet for our grandchildren.”
And then nobody would read my blog anymore.
Anyone want to take a dishwasher-load of dirty dishes off my hands, cheap? I wanted new dishes anyway.
November 26th, 2007 at 3:53 pm
You could teach Serena to put the peelings in a big bowl, push a handful in the disposal, remove hand, run water, run disposal, turn off disposal, turn off water, repeat.
That’s what I do - me with the fear of blades.
November 29th, 2007 at 9:41 am
Oh, go for it. Ruin the planet. My one confession (nobody follows me here, right?) is that with sink drains and tub stains, I usually opt for some harsh decloggers and abrasives. Lemon juice and baking soda? Wait…do you hear that? That’s the sound of my drain laughing hysterically at you.
Also, while perusing the Holidailies site (post every day from Dec 1 to New Years Day?!), the rules were that you had to at least post 50 words, a picture, or a youtube video. Frankly, the last of the three seems the biggest copout. Let’s hope NaBloPoMo doesn’t institute such rules.
November 29th, 2007 at 10:45 am
Hollidailies can kiss my holly. I am so done with the daily posting. Oh, the pressure!
Ironically, when not compelled to by internal deadlines, I tend to post pretty much daily anyway.