Let's see, the kitchen sink clogged on Christmas Eve while I was preparing our traditional meal of Hungarian Gulyas. I guess those carrot peels were just too much for our old pipes to handle.
So, I called for my Tomer who is the doer of all things handy..."Help!" Out came the plunger and as he was blocking off one sink and running the disposal and water down the other, he yells..."It just broke free!" Well, Hallelujah!!! Glitch number one...it was free all right but as I came back into the kitchen what had broken free, was now flooding the floor! Oh, what fun it was to clean up with bizillions of pulverized carrot peels clingimg to everything!!! I just kept telling myself "Nothing's going to steal my joy...nothing's going to steal my joy..." And it didn't! The floor was finally clean and sanitized along with everything else I could get my hands on and our Christmas Eve was wonderful. Thank you Jesus.
Christmas Day was wonderful too... until early in the evening, when Tomer announced that he was sick. Let me just say, you know it's bad if he admits it without being coerced into it! The girls and their families had already experienced the joy of this season's flu bug and now, it was our turn. By the next morning I was down for the count.
Tomer was up and at it within 24 hours...Me, I'm still living on soda crackers and good ol' Vernor's ginger ale...but at least I can stand the sight and smell of food, even if I can't eat it yet. LOL. Oh, and I have vacuumed up my mess of cracker crumbs...they were everywhere!
So, here I am, far from Beverly Hills this snowy morning...I may be down but thank the Lord, I am never out!