What would I do without my Dad!

So I constantly am doing dumb things without thinking, but fortunately I manage to get my way out of them (at most times) without many people noticing. However, this weekend I had a near disaster when I woke up on Saturday morning to my kitchen sink full of water, nearly overflowing.

I tightened the tap so it stopped dripping (first oops!) then went to move that naughty dish that block the drainpipe. That's when I saw the result of my second oops - there was no dish or cup blocking the water's normal escape route. There must be something in the drain. D'oh. Last night I tipped a teeny weeny bit of fat down the drain.

I opened the kitchen window and spent the better part of the next 30 minutes getting as much of the water out of the sink as possible and then rang my genius father to see how I could fix it. Heck, if I told the males on campus of this current stupid move, I would be the butt of jokes for the rest of this week.

Lucky for me, Dad's suggestion of pouring boiling water down the drain worked (however was belated because I had to clean out confetti from INSIDE my jug - Grrr Annette) and my sink is now back in use. Thanks Daddy!