Checking in just before I go to bed, and what a tale of woe! As the prospective arrivee, I hope this all works out. But I’m not putting this visit off again. Love ya!

Blocking done, despite hardships…glad to see you have your priorities straight! 🙂

Plumb-eting in the polls! What do you say to some one who can pun in dire situations! Or is that your native tongue?

I just hope you’re not plumb out of luck, and manage to keep the flood tide down until Monday.

And here I was hoping yoru would say something about falcons so I could slip in and say something like “For more birds, go to chippep.blogspot.com. In the number one spot ’til Monday. This commercial brought to you by…

But I guess I can’t say that now.

Fun time:
When a clock is hungry, it goes back four seconds.
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The man who fell into an upholstery machine is fully recovered.
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You feel stuck with your debt if you can’t budge it.

You’re getting old when you don’t care where your spouse goes, just as long as you don’t have to go along.

Middle age is when work is a lot less fun and fun is a lot more work.

Statistics show that at the age of seventy, there are five women to every man. Isn’t that the darndest time for a guy to get those odds?

You know you’re getting on in years when the girls at the office start confiding in you.

Middle age is when it takes longer to rest than to get tired.

By the time a man is wise enough to watch his step, he’s too old to go anywhere.

Middle age is when you have stopped growing at both ends, and have begun to grow in the middle.

When the going gets tough, the tough go blocking…

Yuck! Plumbing problems. No matter if they’re human or house, still yuck. 😉

So far so good this morning; go Roto Rooter juice. When everybody’s finished taking their showers, I’ll try to wash the towels from the cleaning-up–which is the point where it all went bad the last two days. I’ll keep the water level low and hope it continues to pipe down.

Like Linda W. said, “Yuck.” What a Crappy Father’s Day Chez Hyde. Hope everything else is more joyous!

Handling yummy yarn in any way will always brighten a day & mood:) Good luck with the plumbing. Prayers for safe travel for your sister & a wonderful visit.

I feel for ya. Our house was built in the 50’s and the plumbing is not up to the capacity of our washer. Oscar installed a half-way house for the water (a utility sink, with a ‘knee-high’ nylon filter) Which mostly works. Unless the filter is put on too loosely and stretches to become a stopper. (which happened Friday)
Things are MUCH better since we replaced the sewer pipe outside the house. Before that we had a very similar problem in the bathroom.
My grandparents had a 4-seater outhouse in use until I was 11. (they had a dozen kids). Sometimes that just seems easier, but city-folk would likely object :-}

Oh, the joys of plumbing. Not my favorite thing ever, I must say! I hope it gets cleared up quickly 🙂

Doesn’t sound fun at all. I do hope the plumber makes it all good tomorrow and you get to the airport without any additional complications!

Could it be your main drain needs cleaning? We had a back up which involved solid bits upchucking out of the washing machine drain in the basement…all over the washing machine and floor. I was really unhappy with the plumber ’cause I’d asked him to clean the main drain having seen a HGTV show telling us to do so if the drains are not used for even a few weeks. He did that condescending thing contractors can do to women…and perhaps men too. Told me it certainly did not need cleaning. After the upchuck,and subsequent main drain cleaning, he did help me clean up the foul water so I will use him again. And now maybe he’ll be more amenable to suggetions…

I like the way the work gets divided up: him-the plumbing; you – the blocking. Hmmm….which leads me to a wild guess: too many fuzzies from yarn down there?

I hope it all is fixed very soon.