What were you thinking?

No matter how funny you think it might be to watch the garbage disposal grind up a full sized cucumber, don’t try it. After the sink backed up, my father’s voice echoed in my memory with his chronic post disaster question, “What were you thinking?” His other (in)famous question was “Why’dya do it?” I did it, Dad, because I thought it would be funny, and it was – for a minute, but not so much after the Big Guy and I had to take the drainpipes apart. And then, I tried to deflect the blame.
Me: This is your fault, yanno. You can’t but onion skins down a disposal.
The Big Guy (looking in the stopped up sink): THE WATER’S ALL GREEN. You think this was onion skins?

.. a few moments later…
The Big Guy: (while fishing gak out of the dismantled pipe from underneath the sink) This. This here. Isn’t this the pink organic sticker from that cucumber in the crisper?
Me: Maybe.

Hard day at the ranch yesterday with that incident, and I broke a bowl in the morning, and it wasn’t that black one of kind Tina Turner bowl from her concert. It was part of a set from Crate and Barrel. After the bowl and the sink, I took the ornaments off our lemon tree and broke one of those.

And, this is the biggest “What was I thinking?” The Fuzzy Blanket (that’s its real name) from Target. I read the reviews before I bought. The woman who one starred it, said something to the effect, “This blanket sheds more than anything I have ever seen. It sheds more than a shetland pony in summertime. It is going to shed until it consumes itself shedding.” I had to have it, so I bought the teal one, and the woman was right. I have teal pills all over my house. I found a big one the size of a button in the shower yesterday. I have some stuck to my fleece right now that I’m wearing. I finally complained to the Big Guy.
Me: This blanket is a mess. Look at his house – teal pills all over it.
The Big Guy: You wanna to take it back?
Me: No.
The Big Guy: You want me to take it to the laundry and see if he can fix it?
Me: No. I can’t stand those chemicals.
The Big Guy: What do you want to do then?
I shrugged at that point because actually what I wanted to do was to try to stuff that binkie down the garbage disposal. I didn’t think the Big Guy would see the humor in my statement just at that moment. Maybe later though. Much later as in a year from now.

Today I think I might try and hold the blanket down and vacuum it with my new vacuum. I’m still thinking about that because I just got the vacuum back from the repair shop. I broke the retractable cord on it. Roger at the shop had this to say about that:
Roger: First one of these we’ve ever had come in for repair.


8 Responses to “What were you thinking?”

  1. Litter Lady Says:

    I suggest NOT holding the blanket down and vacuuming it because with your current unlucky “how did that happen” streak it might get sucked into the vacuum tube and destroy the motor and Roger will be saying “hmnn first time I’ve seen this happen”. I think the little dog would like the binkie.

    • I’m so glad you suggested this. I probably saved my vacuum from destruction. I would hate the have to explain how “it” happened.

  2. Hummmm, this is the third garbage disposal warning I’ve received, the first was no potato peels, then no cooked rice (like any normal Japanese person would ever toss perfectly good rice down a disposer), and now cucumber. The only thing I’ve ever dropped down a disposer in error was a spoon, and while the disposer was grinding up that spoon, the only thing I could think of doing was turn off the water, so needless to say the spoon was totaled by the time I got smart and turned the disposer off.

    The throw on my lap is made in Germany by Biederlack of America, absolutely no pills, washes and dries without any lint. I can’t remember where I got it, but thank goodness I got two of them! They should last until my surprise demise.

  3. Where is my mind? “[M]ade in Germany by Biederlack of America,” :o/ ! The Biederlack of America is in Maryland, I think.

  4. Enjoyed reading about some elses glitches. I have enough of my own. Funny post.

    • Thanks. It is a funny post, but it was really funny watching that cucumber butt waggle around in the disposal. At least it was funny until it wasn’t.

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