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mister_terrific) wrote2013-06-17 01:02 pm
mister_terrific) wrote2013-06-17 01:02 pm
Adventures in Dadding
So the Redhead basically said it's your day, what do you want to do? And I replied, I want to GRILL. See, she bought me this beautiful grill a few years ago, and because of the weather, the Omaha thing, and this and that I never seem to get any time to use it. Mind you, the sky looked a bit iffy at the time of this conversation, but I crossed my fingers and we went to the store for stuff. We bought brats, pork steaks and salad, and by the time we got home Mister Big Yellow Shiny Thing had burned the clouds away and we were good to go.
So I've got the cover off the grill and I'm cleaning things up a bit when the Redhead says, "Before you get started, hose down the back porch." I don't understand what the hell this has to do with GRILLING, but she insists that it needs doing and okay, it is a bit messy so I roll out a length of hose, attach the ancient and dying spray nozzle and turn on the water.
Nothing.
Okay, so maybe the shutoff valve was turned during Mosby's renovations. Certainly possible though I'm not sure why they'd do that, but I get under the sink and turn things this way and that. Still no water coming through. And then I notice that while the outdoor faucet valve is turning, there's not really any resistence to speak of. Aha. I retrieve a screwdriver, work things loose and re-attach them firmly. This time we get water, so the back porch gets cleaned up and we can resume GRILLING.
(Which was fantastic, by the way)
(Note: the Redhead notes that I did not mention that she was the one who figured out where the cutoff valve was and took corrective action. My bad. Duly corrected.)
So cut to about an hour ago; I'm gathering up my gym bag for my workout when I get a text from The Redhead: "Did you know you accidentally shut off the water to the dishwasher yesterday? I fixed it."
Oooooooops.
So I've got the cover off the grill and I'm cleaning things up a bit when the Redhead says, "Before you get started, hose down the back porch." I don't understand what the hell this has to do with GRILLING, but she insists that it needs doing and okay, it is a bit messy so I roll out a length of hose, attach the ancient and dying spray nozzle and turn on the water.
Nothing.
Okay, so maybe the shutoff valve was turned during Mosby's renovations. Certainly possible though I'm not sure why they'd do that, but I get under the sink and turn things this way and that. Still no water coming through. And then I notice that while the outdoor faucet valve is turning, there's not really any resistence to speak of. Aha. I retrieve a screwdriver, work things loose and re-attach them firmly. This time we get water, so the back porch gets cleaned up and we can resume GRILLING.
(Which was fantastic, by the way)
(Note: the Redhead notes that I did not mention that she was the one who figured out where the cutoff valve was and took corrective action. My bad. Duly corrected.)
So cut to about an hour ago; I'm gathering up my gym bag for my workout when I get a text from The Redhead: "Did you know you accidentally shut off the water to the dishwasher yesterday? I fixed it."
Oooooooops.