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Twas the Week Before Christmas December 22, 2009

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Twas the week before Christmas, when all through the ‘hood

Everybody was slowin’ to look where they should.

The Wyatt’s was gleaming, the wreaths hung with care

The reindeer and snowman were quite the lawn pair.

The children were nestled, but whining all day

About laptops and Wii games and things they could play.

Big Daddy in his running pants, and I in my sweats

Could we make it this Christmas?  Off went the bets.

When up through the pipes there arose such a smell

I sprang from my couch to say “What the hell???”

Away to the yard we all flew like a flash

Soon we both knew it would take reams of cash.

The sun on the breast of the newly turned earth

Soon told us the story of our lowered net worth.

When what to my watering eyes should appear

But a superman hubby in rubber boot gear.

With sleeves rolled up high, and thank God, a plugged nose

He got down to business attacking that hose.

He hit the main line, crap flew a mile high

But hubby’s determined, he’s quite a swell guy.

“Now drainfield, now septic, now distribution box,

I’ll fix this quite quickly, I’ll dig out those rocks.

I’ll buy me a pipe from Lowe’s down the street,

This problem will BE solved, and it won’t repeat!!!”

As dry leaves that before the first snowstorm will whirl

Hubby makes this mom one real happy girl.

So out to the ditches he flew and got started

I watched in amazement as he scrambled and darted.

And then in a twinkling, I heard in the pipes

The water was flowing, that certainly was nice.

I drew in my head, and looked in the bath

Now girlies and hubby no longer faced my wrath.

I could clean up the mess that had pooled in the tub

In the shower and toilets, but now here’s the rub:

We can’t ask the man who caused this great mess

To pay for the cost of repairing the rest!

Jeff was dressed all in mud and other foul matter

His tools were piled high and made such a clatter.

The stump of a beer he held tight in his teeth

And the stench it encircled his head like a wreath.

He had a narrow face, and little soul patch

His energy continued, he’s quite the good catch.

A wink of his eye and a nod of his head

I knew what he expected when we got in bed.

He spoke not a word, but went straight to get clean

He didn’t fill stockings, his pockets were lean.

And laying a finger beside his gray hair

He soon fell asleep in his great easy chair.

He lay there so peacefully, so calm in repose

He snored quite a bit through his elegant nose.

But I heard him exclaim ‘fore he faded away

“I saved this poor family a few bucks today!”

Merry Christmas to all, and to all a Good Night!

Hope you enjoyed my “inspired” version of the poem….this past week was a challenge!!


What the crap??? Literally…. December 15, 2009

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Obviously, my blogging has fallen by the wayside since going back to work this fall.  Call me a laggart, call me lazy, call me a working mom, loving wife, teacher, etc. but hey…..shit happens.  Literally.

I really HAVE been squeezing in some workouts here and there.  Not as often as I’d like, but they have happened.  A balance is somewhat difficult to find, when you’re also trying to get to children’s sporting events, dances, etc.  And then there’s the above mentioned “shit happens”.

A couple of weeks ago, we noticed bubbling water standing in our yard.  Not a good sign, by any stretch of the imagination.  All the rain we had this fall led us to believe that something was going wrong with our drainfield.  So, we had a septic guy out to check our tank.  Our beautiful twenty year old cherry tree’s roots were growing down into the tank and distribution box.

Just when you’re paying real estate and personal property taxes (and of course, gearing up for a visit by the big guy in the red fur suit), you do NOT want to have to fork out money for septic issues.  OR have a favorite tree ripped up by the roots.  Our family Easter pictures were always taken out under that blooming tree.  Alas, the tree had to go, the roots pulled up, the tank cleaned out.  Voila.  Done deal.  Or so we thought.

Yesterday we had the pleasure of watching all the water (and I use the term very loosely) in all our pipes back up into our toilets, showers, tubs, etc.  All day yesterday we couldn’t use any water.  All today.  Poor hubby had to stay home from work and try to figure out what the crap was going on.  It’s a good thing he’s such a superman and handy man.  He dug up the distribution box.  No problem there.  Dug up the tank.  No worries.  He figured the blockage had to be between the tank and house.  Running a so-called “snake” into the pipe (don’t ask me specifics…I tried NOT to be involved at all), he discovered a total blockage just past the tank…..right where my beloved tree….used…to….be.  Hmmmm.  Digging down, he discovered that the machinery that pulled up my tree also managed to bust the main pipe leading to our house.

For close to two weeks now, we have unsuspectingly been showering, flushing, and washing to our heart’s content.  And then the pipe ran out of room.  Sigh.  Things are clean and back to normal, but it’s not an experience I’d want to relive any time soon. 

Since the next few days are going to be hectic in the extreme, I want to wish everyone who happens to stop by (and I don’t kid myself….I have been on so seldom it would be a wonder if anyone DOES read this!)…..a VERY MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!!  Blessings on you and yours…