The other morning I was dutifully loading the dishes into the dishwasher and of course I had the garbage disposal going (it is my favorite appliance by the way!) and as I was rinsing and loading I noticed that the disposal had clogged! So....I got out my sink plunger, capped off the drain on the other side of the sink and went to plunging! It took a while but I was oh so proud of myself when I (ALL ON MY OWN) unclogged that sink! Didn't have to say "honey....I'm sorry but I clogged the garbage disposal......AGAIN! Can you fix it for me!?!" Nope did all by myself! Now the only reason I knew what to do was because I clog this thing every couple of months and Scott has to fix it for me so I've watched enough to just do it now! But it made me remember the very first time I clogged it and it is a story that I will never ever forget! Not funny at the time but hilarious now! It goes like this:
One fall night I was peeling and slicing veggies to throw in my crockpot before going to work the next day. As I finished I started the garbage disposal and started stuffing down the peels! Scott looked over and told me that I might be shoving too much in there but my reply was, "its a garbage disposal, this is what its made to do!" Well............it might be made to "dispose" of the extras off our plates but apparently ours isn't industrial strength because it clogged. It clogged good! We plunged it for at least 2 hours with no success which then lead Scott into Lowes to buy some sort of drain snake thing. He got home, wound this "snake" down the pipe and let it eat. Still nothing! At this point I was suggesting that we call my father in law who in fact is a plumber. Scott refused. He kept at it. All the while I'm in his ear still forcing the issue of calling an actual plumber! Then he tells me to go get a bucket, head downstairs to the basement because there is trap of some sort down there that this garbage disposal is connected with. So I do what he says, uncap the drain and sit there with my bucket. I can hear him plunging and using the snake and a little trickle of water would come into my bucket but still nothing. We had been at this for probably 4 hours now. I'm getting irritated, so is he, mostly because I'm now yelling at him to just call a plumber and me because he won't! So sit there waiting for something to happen and then all of a sudden............Scott yells down and says I'm pretty sure I got it, is there water coming out down there? I say yes and he says well hold the bucket up as close as you can to catch the water that drains. So I do...I get right up in front of that drain, I hear the plunger go down, come out and then all of a sudden a flipping tidal wave of water, food pieces, and God knows what else sprays out all over me!!!!!! Scott comes running down and says....."Whos your plumber now baby!?!?!" He knew exactly what was going to happen!!!! So not only had I clogged the sink, now I had to clean the carpets and myself! To this day I do not underestimate my husbands ability to GIT ER DONE!!!!
