This honestly made me snort hot chocolate up my nose.
Happy Friday, everyone. And thank goodness for the long weekend! I'm so tired.
The plumber is in our master bath right now. He was here two days ago fixing a leaky shower head. This morning I was calmly taking a shower when my husband comes sprinting into the bathroom yelling, "TURN OFF THE WATER RIGHT NOW!"
Of course, I did. Thankfully I was about done and just had to wash the Noxzema off my face. I guess he'd gone downstairs and there was water running through the ceiling of the downstairs bathroom.
Um, yeah. So, I've been on the phone a lot this morning. I'm hoping the plumber can fix it so we don't have to rip out any walls or call the insurance company. If we have to bring in a contractor, I might start feeling like I've been written into the script of that Tom Hank's movie The Money Pit. You know, the one where an innocent young couple buys a house that basically falls apart under their feet.
But at least we still have a lovely view (for now, anyway)! And as Rosa and Linda slowly fade, a new set of amaryllis twins are about to bloom. Name ideas, anyone?
(And please, please, please enter my Valentine's Day Contest. I know the competition is stiff, but we're open for submissions until midnight Pacific time tomorrow and you can win a $25 gift certificate to Powell's Books. I want to read more great and entertaining vacation ideas!)