Friday, February 15, 2008

We're swearing off Valentine's Day FOREVER

We love each other, very much. We appreciate small tokens of love, even on this Ha.llmark holiday...

In spite of our undying love for one another, V-day is just not our day. Even when we don't attempt to make a super-romantic evening out of it, things just fall flat.

Last year, I made a very romantic dinner complete with homemade chocolate mousse (the best either of us had ever had.) Soon after dinner, we found a mouse in our garbage can and evidence that a herd of mice had infested the house. The day after spending an entire evening cleaning mouse poop out from under the sink, we called Or.kin.

Fast forward to last night. We spent the evening in birthing class where we had to watch more birthing videos that make me think that hiring a surrogate next time is the way to go. Class got out late, as it always does, and we drove home in snowstorm aftermath, as we always do. At 10pm, I walked into the house and heard a noise. Took off my shoes, and stepped onto the family room (in the basement) carpet. Squish, squish, squish. I called Erin back from the neighbor's house where she was going to shovel the walk. It took us 20 minutes of investigating before realizing that a pipe had burst. Now, our brand new basement carpet is ice cold and wet. Did I mention we have guests coming for the weekend?

We agreed that we no longer believe in V-day. It's apparently the yearly annivesary for something to go wrong. Then again, E pointed out that so far in this pregnancy, the garage ceiling has caved in, the back deck and porch have sprung new leaks, the dining room windows and chandelier have leaked, and now we have a burst pipe -all on top of record snowfalls that require E to shovel inches upon inches several times a week.

What a winter story to tell the grandkids!!!

10 comments:

vee said...

What a disaster! I don't blame you for swearing off V day.

Melissa said...

OMG! That's absolutely horrible.

E and M, jumpingoutoftrees said...

absolutely no fun. feel the love, not the pain. by the way, does E have the shovel ready for Sunday? my back hurts just thinking of it. let her know i'll be out there, too.

Poltzie said...

I feel like I need to send E a massage gift certificate or something, her back must be killing her after all the shoveling and repairs!
I'm sorry about your carpet, that just plain sucks!

tiff said...

Wow. So sorry!!! Awful!

Ali said...

Oh Sara, I am so sorry. That is aweful. You could always move to sunny Florida. I have never had a pipe burst or shoveled snow.

It will be a great story to tell the baby- the winter you were in utero...

E, M, and the Little Man said...

Oh god...that's awful. Sorry.

*G* said...

that does *not* sound like a good time. at least you've fixed so many things recently so that your chances of having to deal with the issues again when the Tot arrives should be very slim!

tbean said...

Sorry about the bust pipe. I'm with you on V-day--one of us is ALWAYS sick on V-day. Last year I had the stomach flu. We've given up celebrating it on the 14th and sometimes go out for dinner on a nearby weekend.

SaraS-P said...

Oh no! Best of luck dealing with the pipe and the carpet! (We New Orleanians know the smell and feel of wet carpet all too well...shudder)