Babs in Blogland

You know, I have sincere affection for my Intern.  He’s funny, he’s entertaining, he’s helpful, he’s dependable and he’s easy on the eyes.  A girl couldn’t ask for more of her BFF.  Oh wait, yes she could.  She could ask that he NOT BE CLUMSY!

Yesterday, blogland’s favorite Intern came over to help me with my toilet.  I knew what needed to be done, I just didn’t have the strength to turn the nut thingy.  Intern came over and was able to get it unscrewed with little effort.  Well, hey, since you are here…let’s go ahead and finish fixing the toilet!

We looked at some of the pics on the instructions and commenced to replacing the part.  We got it all completed and turned on the water and what do you know, water was going everywhere.  What could be have done wrong?  Well, if we had taken the time to actually READ the directions we would see that we forgot an important piece- the rubber seal thingy.  So we, and by we I mean he, had to take everything apart and start all over.  Mission accomplished and now my toilet repair is 50% done.  One toilet down, one to go.

How does that make the Intern clumsy you may be wondering?  Afterwards, we headed to meet my friends for drinks because, you know, it was Tuesday.  The evening called for pizza and beer.  We were having a great time when the Intern was so taken with my beauty and sparkling personality that he knocked 24 ounces of red stripe right into my lap.  I was soaking wet!

Needless to say, that kind of put an end to my evening.  I’m all for wet panties, but not the beer soaked kind.