There Comes A Time

There comes a time in every man's life where he must use a plunger on his bathtub drain to unclog what must surely be a hairball from Hades.

Tonight, it is E's time.

And I can't wait! 

We were all set to buy a bottle of Drano to handle this clog (seriously, Sam could drown in our tub with the slow drain it has now) but after some quick Googling I discovered that the best method to handle this problem is to fill the bath with a little bit of water and plunge away like a mad man. The mental image of E straddling the tub tonight and angling for the best plunge position fills me with glee.

Who said marriage wasn't exciting?!