One word answers

Eric just saw a finished list of questions which I was supposed to answer in one word. I was doing it because it was simple and I needed something else besides my last embarrassing story. Anyway, the Eric said, "Don't do those question/answer things on our blog." There it is ladies and gentlemen, "OUR" blog. We've come a long way baby!!! Next, I'm going to post a family picture and eventually he might even type. Stay tuned.

Okay, so I minimized the list in a major way. I'm only including the questions that make me happy to think about.

Your favorite thing? scooter (pictured below. When I rode around the neighborhood with Isaac in the basket, a neighbor lady gave me a safety lecture about him not wearing a helmet and him not being in the basket. As I look at the picture below, it doesn't look very safe, does it? But it was the Amish lady I bought it from who suggested I do it and she had done it with all her children for years. She seemed wholesome.)
Your favorite drink? milk (with chocolate in it...preferably from the BYU creamery)
The last thing you did? read (Isaac loves the 3 Billy Goats. His papa does the best voices)

Toi-let or not toi-let

I made Eric swear that he would not breath a word of this to anyone, especially not our contractor, and here I am blogging about it.
So this is what went down, or rather what DIDN'T go down. We hired a very nice gentleman to make a half bath into a full bath. He has done a good job and we think he has done the work at a very good deal for us. It has taken longer than any of us thought, so today when he installed the vanity and toilet I was super excited. Now I don't no why I am still a seven year old when it comes to being "the first one to use..." item X but I am totally seven. Eric came home from work and Paul was still working on things, they chatted awhile and then Paul left. After dinner Eric went to the regular bathroom and I thought "Yipee, I'm gonna be first to use the new facilities." And I was the first to use it, but as Eric liked pointing out, "You were first to use the toilet Jenny, but I'm gonna be first to use it and flush it!" Ha ha, not so funny. My heart just dropped when I flushed and I didn't hear the regular slushing of water. So I flushed again, but nothing. I peered into the tank and it was empty, dry as a bone. Oh no, no, no. There was water in the bowl, so I was confused but then Eric was kind enough to tell me what he and Paul were talking about. Paul needed an extra pipe, and filled the bowl to keep sewer smells from seeping into our new bathroom. Take it from me to always flush first when you are trying a new toilet. Somebody is bound to thank me for that one day. t