It's not about the house.

Tuesday, April 3, 2007

Shhhh....

I fixed the toilet. Wanna know how...?

Shut the door. Can't hear it. Ta Da!

Hey, with Johnny gone I don't really need two bathrooms anyway. Course, he does come home tomorow...

I'll do it this weekend, I promise. Or, okay, maybe next weekend. Just as soon as I file my freakin' taxes.

In the meantime, if a tree falls in the forest...

3 comments:

Khurston said...

Good way to fix the car, too. Turn up the radio, sound goes away.

MP said...

Same thing with your husband.. Turn up the radio and he goes away!!!

Khurston said...

Specially if it's the Partridge Family.