Friday, November 19, 2010

A Bar of Soap


When you think of a bar of soap, what words come to mind? I think things like "clean, bubbles, fresh sent, refreshing". Generally soap can be a fairly pleasant thing...except when it clogs your toilet.

The other day I thought that I would end my day with a nice warm and peaceful shower. Doesn't that sound great? The kids were in bed, all of my housework was done and my mind was on getting into my bed and falling asleep...no such luck. Just as I am climbing into my steaming hot shower, Quinn walks in announcing she has to use the bathroom...again. Fine, whatever, do your business and get out!

As I step into the lovely steam I realize that there is no soap. (You ask how I just happened to notice that?...lets just say it happens frequently enough that I have started to look ahead...like when I sit down on the toilet, or pour myself a bowl of cereal and reach for a gallon of milk.) Not a problem, I'm not wet yet so I tiptoe over to the basket under the sink, take out a brand new box of soap and open it up.

As I shake the fresh bar into my hand, Quinn gets off the toilet and gives it a flush...SHIT, the bar of soap slips from my fingers into the swirling waters of the bowl and is gone! SHIT! I have never seen a child erupt into fit of laughter like my daughter did at that moment. Of course my eyes were bugging out of my head and I'm thinking, "Damn, I hope that makes the bend and gets down...Gosh, I just wanted to take a peaceful shower...blessed kid! GOTO BED!!!!" , but instead I start laughing because how can you not when all Quinn is saying is boy what is her class at school gonna say when they hear about this! Hahahahahhahhah bahhhhhahahahahah.

Needless to say, there was to be absolutely no pooping in that pot! For about three days we waited, 'cuz it was flushing, but very very slowly. Obviously the soap did not make it to the main line. James and I hoped that because it was soap it would melt or disintegrate or do whatever soap does when it is wet and turn to mush and just dislodge itself. No such luck! We had to drain it and fish that stupid bar of soap out. As you can see, it was a household event!



The moral of this story: Don't plan to end your day with a relaxing shower until you are absolutely, positively sure the kids are in bed,the toilet seat is DOWN, and there is a bar of soap in the shower already!

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