Life with the Three Crazy Dogs

This weekend started off with clogged up drains.  DB was all red the most part of Saturday.

It started on Thursday evening, after our dinner, I cleared up the dishes and threw DB’s unfinished rice into the garbage disposal.  I did not turn it on as I threw the rice down as I thought it would be okay.

Towards 8 p.m. I was in the shower and DB asked if I dumped the rice down the disposal, and I said “yes”.  He said “don’t do it the next time coz it clogged up the laundry room sink.”  We dumped in Liquid Plummer and an hour later, it was still clogged up.  Shit, I felt so bad.  He dumped the entire bottle of Liquid Plummer in and let it sit overnight.

The next day, Friday, DB took a mental health day and wanted to do laundry earlier while it’s cool out.  Checked out the sink, and still no luck.  Oh boy, I felled so, so crummy.  He said he will get a few more bottles of Liquid Plummer or Draino and try it again and, of course, it was a waste of our time.  He used the plunger, a metal clothes hanger, no luck.

On Saturday, after many tries, he decided to go to Home Depot and bought a “snake” and other plumbing tools instead of calling for a plumber who will charge $100 an hour.

When he got home we got to business.  He kept saying “I’m just not looking forward to this.” But he had to……

I was cooking chicken for the week’s dinner and he came upstairs told me not to use the kitchen sink because the water from the kitchen is filling up the sink downstairs.

When I was done in the kitchen, I went down to help him.  He was lying on the floor under the sink, “snaking” the pipes.  He had to do it three times to unclogged the pipes.  (He said he should have bought the electric one.)

When he pulled the “snake” out, there were lint, dog hair on the tip of “snake”.  It’s funny why they call it a “snake”.  That thing is made of coiled up wire and it’s super flexible.

The pipes were so damn disgusting – black stuff all over the “snake” and it was oily.  Sure looks like automotive oil and the smell of sewer. 

When the drains were back to normal, we started our laundry and I went upstairs and started working on the pork ribs.  Sharpened the fillet knife and worked on trimming as much fat as I can and cut up the ribs to individual pieces.

Ouch!  Goddamnit, son of a bitch!!!  

I sliced a chucked of skin off my left thumb.  Ran it under water and wash my hands from the grease.  I saw the skin was still hanging in there and lifted to see how deep it was.  Damn, it was super deep.  Blood was just gushing non stop.  I was thinking to myself, after 10 plus years fiddling around in the kitchen with knives, I have not cut myself till today.

Waited for DB to get out from his shower to help me get some gauze and Band Aids.  The entire piece of paper towel was soaking with A+ blood type.  When DB got out I showed him my thumb and he said I should get it stitched up.   I said No and he put on a good layer of gauze but it was soaked through in less than 30 minutes.   He said I should have let him do the butchering “I have butchered a lot  of animals before.” 

Murderer!!!

He said he should put a turnakit (not sure of the spelling) around my neck to stop the bleeding.  Oh, how sweet of him J

Yesterday while I cutting some flowers from the garden, I jammed the scissors on my wounded digit.  Later in the day, I banged it against the cabinet door.  How I did it, I had no idea.  The entire weekend, all he heard was:

Ouch!!!!

It’s Monday, and it’s still bleeding, but not gushing.  It’s now all wrapped up with Band Aids and I can’t wait to for it to heal. Not sure long it will take but I forgot how painful it is to have a cut from a knife.

I wanted to take pictures of DB working on the pipes, but seeing him all fuming and even extended his vocabulary farther, I stayed away from the camera.  

Stunning.

Unbelieveable.

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I saw this clip from Daily Blurt Dosage’s blog and I am amazed how wonderfully well this cell phone salesman performed Nessun Dorma, made popular by Luciano Pavarotti.

It was breathtaking.

I have been going to the consignment shop. Plato Closet, a lot lately. 

Why??? 

Because I could not fit into my clothes anymore.  They were all sizes zeros, ones and twos.  It’s really sad to say goodbye to those clothes.  They were the ones that I bought when I was still smoking. 

Funny how smoking kept my weight down. 

I love those clothes that I bought from Express, The Limited, Gap, and Abercrombie & Fitch.  These are the few places I go to for my work clothes.  They are a little expensive but they all have my kecik mayung (petite) sizes.

I could not believe I put on so much weight since I quit smoking 6 months ago.   Cigarette smoking do increase metabolism.  Sad to say I am now three sizes up.

The clothes I am not able to wear anymore goes to the consignment store.  As long as they are not too old, they would accept them.  Plus, they only accept branded lables.   And since my weight is slowly going up, I thought why buy new when slightly use is fine?  The clothes in this store are in very good condition.  I bought four pairs of capris, 1 dress pants, 1 blouse, 2 shirts and 2 pairs of jeans for $70.  Two of the capris and a pair of jeans were brand new with tags on. 

This weekend, DB and I are going to the consignment store again.  He has tons of shirts and jeans that he want to get rid of.  If the store accepts them, I will have another shopping spree.

After much complains from me and SD, DB finally gave in and  bought a new vacuum cleaner, a Dyson Animal DC17. 

 The first time I saw the Dyson ad on TV was about a year plus ago.  I wanted it but told myself that expensive sucker has to wait since we were still trying to restore our credit history.  I know DB liked the idea of bagless vacuum (don’t have to worry about buying and changing the bags) and dog hair really bugs the crap outta him.

Our old vacuum, a Hoover Windtunnel, is about 8 years old.  The Hoover is good but it is very heavy for me to carry it up and down the stairs.   Anyways, who likes to vacuum the stairs.  Man, I had doing the stairs. 

The Hoover sucks up dog hair but in order to thoroughly do a fine job, I have to vacuum the path a few times.  SD said our vacuum sucks to high heaven. 

On Friday, I sent DB an email and mentioned we should look into a different vacuum cleaner for upstairs.  Since I will be receiving my tuition reimbursement for my previous class this coming paycheck, I told him I will get another vacuum cleaner for upstairs.  I didn’t think of getting a Dyson; maybe another Hoover or Bissell.   Low and behold, DB said “Let’s get a Dyson and that way we know it’s a good vacuum.”

So we did on Saturday at Sears, his favorite store.

I’m happy with it.  That vacuum cleaner rocks.  It sucks good :)

It sucks so good it sucked up the threads from the rug and the thread wound around the  roller.  GD!! Couldn’t believe it. 

That’s me…..its something about me using a new toy. At least I got some of it out and the new toy is still working and I’m happy with the results.