June 14, 2010
The 50-year old toilet broke today. The Hubs needed a comfortable place to sit, to read the instruction manual for the new one.
Dat’ll do.
If you;re wondering why my house is such a disaster, it’s because we’re renovating part of it. Read the gory details here.
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June 14, 2010 at 8:53 pm
Okay. I did not need to see a picture of your hubby on the toilet. ROFL
June 15, 2010 at 11:20 am
Seating is in short supply during renovation. At least the man could find a seat on the can.