roto-rooter
There are some people in life who you hope you'll never have to call and Roto-Rooter is one of them. I'm quite positive. My toilet was completely clogged this morning. I tried the plunger, nothing. So I made the call. Two hours later and Brenner and I doing the potty dance the guy shows up at my door wearing boots with questionable "stuff" on them. So 45 minutes later and a whole lot of noise coming from the closed bathroom he emerged with the culprit; my face bronzing powder compact holder. I looked over at Brenner and he said. "Mom, I have to tell you the truth." So $85 dollars later and one filthy but functioning bathroom we said our goodbyes to the nice man with pooh-pooh covered boots. Ew.
June 16, 2007. Our wedding date. We thought about having a September or October wedding, but decided on June instead. No real reason, other than I can't wait that long. Ha. So mark your calendars.
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