My worst fear is... dishwashers?

Bless me for I have sinned. 9 days since my last post? Who is this girl?

I jetted off to San Fransisco for the weekend to go wedding dress shopping with my best friend Tina. More on that later.

Before I left Jerad and I were sitting on the couch watching a Desperate Housewives re-run, the one where all of Gabby and Carlos's drains get backed up with sewage. Ewwwwwe right? I told Jerad that that was my worst fear EVER (right behind spiders, having my feet touched, and other peoples hair laying around) and made him tell me over and over that that could never ever ever happen at our house.

Except he wouldn't actually tell me that because apparently it COULD happen.

Jerk.

He did say that it was very unlikely and most of the time an easy fix, blah blah blah.

I was just like, "the f@ck??? easy fix? poo coming IN the house?"

then I died.

Later after I was reincarnated, we were washing our dinner dishes in the kitchen sink and water started to pour out of the front of the dishwasher. I immediately freaked out saying that since I voiced my fear of backed up plumbing out loud, it was happening. Thank GOD it was clean water!

We have wood flooring in our kitchen, so pouring water=bad news.

I hopped up and down and whined at Jerad to "fix it, fix it right now, for the love of God make it stop, I can't deal with this," you get the drill. The water was coming out of the dishwasher because the pipes had backed up with water until the dishwasher was so full that the seals were leaking.

He started to take apart the pipes under the sink and said that it was probably something that got put in the drain. I flashed back to last June when I put artichoke leaves down the garbage disposal and ended up causing like half of our pipes to stop draining.

I couldn't remember putting anything down the drain this time, I've been SUPER careful!!!

Just in case I told him that nevermind, I had changed my mind, he didn't need to fix it, lets go to bed and I would call a plumber tomorrow.

He looked at me like I was a crazy person since a) plumbers charge a buttload, and b) he was perfectly capable of fixing the problem.

I just let him know that if he did find something "taboo" it didn't mean that I was the one that put it in there because I had definitely learned my lesson.

He ended up having to not just take apart the plumbing under the sink, but a bunch of it in our basement too and flush a lot of other pipes. Thank goodness its easy to get to!

I like to think that I just provide opportunities for him to show off his manliness and how handy he is! Er, ya, that's what I do! In fact, when I get home I might flush a towel down the toilet and then mess with some electrical. Because I care about his ego that much, I just want to do my part. Heh.