Sometimes it Takes a Man to Get it Done Right.

Clearing toilet clogs has been part of my job description for the last 15 years.  In fact every job involving poo has been my job 99.99% of the time.  I'm not complaining (although I very often do).  I mean, after all, I'm the one here 99.99% of the time.

The children let me know their toilet needed attention last night as they headed to bed.   I have no idea how they do it, but 100% of the time it is their toilet that needs a good plunge.  The bugger would not clear.  I plunged and plunged but whatever was plugging the darn thing would not budge, and then I made a colossal mistake and flushed again.  Toilet water flowed profusely over the bowl and covered the floor and I began to cry.  Wingnut came up for a peek and told me to leave the toilet alone.  The disaster was mopped up with old towels and then disinfected with bleach before we could turn our attention again to the backup.  Convinced the blockage would not be cleared by the plunger, I entreated Wingnut to use the plumbers auger.  It was a mess, a ridiculous mess, but at least we were finally laughing about it.  Without going into the dirty details, let me tell you my hands are cracked and sore from washing my hands in scalding water and anti-bacterial soap repeatedly.  The auger didn't turn up a thing, so Wingnut gave it a try with the plunger, and of course he was able to clear it with a few well placed and timed plunges. He then gave me a lesson in plunging 101, complete with a video from eHow.  Did you know there is a correct way to clear a clog?  Who knew? 

Anyway, I have banned white anything from the kids diets and they are all on a strict diet of fruits, veggies, and whole grains. I am dead serious.