Come on baby, push.
I am! I am!
Right there, right there… C’mon!
Are you close?
Screw it baby, c’mon. You can do it.
YES!
He looks up at me through the open hole under the sink and grins. “You, my dear, are a plumber’s delight.”
“Indeed?”
“Yes,” he confirms with a mischievous wink. “But next time we do this, could you wear a mini skirt with no panties?”
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I never thought straddling my husband in the kitchen would involve the installation of a new garbage disposal. 😛
Now, now … you probably *are* a plumbers delight … 🙂
I have not, to my knowledge, delighted any plumbers. 😉
Unless… I know! Do proctologists count as ‘plumbers’?
Just… Y’know… Wondering… 😛
LOL! 🙂
Sweating pipe fittings and checking for leaks, aren’t plumbers awesome?
I was particularly fascinated with a gooey substance called Plumber’s Putty…
Gosh the warmth of this post just brought on the goofiest of grins.
😀
Yup, that’s pretty much what I looked like. *grin*