...a PLUNGER!!! Six guests with working digestive systems plus one case of the stomach flu = two plugged up toilets. So on my way home from dropping the last guests at the airport I treated myself to my first plunger.
Our toilet got clogged a few weeks ago and I told Bart we should just borrow a plunger from someone in our building. Bart said, "I don't think plungers are something you share." We bought one.
I was born and raised in Van Nuys, California. I moved to Boston sight-unseen and have loved living in New England since that day when I said, "this apartment is OLD". My hobbies are antiquing, reading books and magazines (bring back Blueprint and Domino please), sewing, quilting, sightseeing, watching movies, and photography. I love the color red and have a retro red refrigerator (and kitchen aid mixer and ice cream maker and toaster and...) to prove it! I live in a converted high school and love decorating my loft condo (w/ 18 foot ceilings) that was formerly the auditorium. I have 3 brothers, 11 nieces and nephews, and a bus fleet of friends.
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Our toilet got clogged a few weeks ago and I told Bart we should just borrow a plunger from someone in our building. Bart said, "I don't think plungers are something you share." We bought one.
It sounds like you had a geat weekend and enjoyed your sweet nieces. A plunger is an essential tool at our house-those lowflo toilets are so annoying!
Just for the record, my stomach flu had nothing to do with the clogged up toilets. TMI, I know, but thought you oughta know.
Really? Really. Your FIRST plunger?
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