Sewage and Stay-cation

Ranking  bottom of the list of interesting conversations, one might why wonder why I choose to write about human waste.  But if one peaceful Friday evening sewage water was found pooling in your basement, you might have crap on your mind too.

After two weeks of mitigation company clean ups, plumbers assessing problems, and construction bids, my small family still finds ourselves living at the Fairfield Inn and Suites in Murray.

The hole it all came up from

I'll leave all the gross details out. Suffice it to say, our basement is unlivable at the moment. But daily maids service and a full breakfast, it's becoming easier to enjoy our "stay-cation".

A few highlights (or low lights) thus far:

The boys still wake up four days a week at 5:30 am to lift weights and workout for football. To our delight, Aryana has been faithfully joining them. They are now the Three Musketeers.

Besides sweating away four hours of her day, Aryana has also read her Honors English homework The Pearl and completed the necessary paper.  She's also blown valuable hours of possible rest, attached to the laptop watching five seasons of 90210 (I'm shocked!!).

As usual, Darnel and Dylan have mastered the PS3, ate everything in sight, spent time at the pool, Lagoon,  doing yard work, and cruising around in our green Ford Taurus.

Fa'a is still Fa'a: work, bishopric, eat, sleep. Repeat.

On Pioneer Day (July 24th) we were two hundred feet away from the spectacular Butlerville firework show across from Brighton high school. There is nothing like seeing the fireworks take off from the ground and explode directly above you.  We are incredibly blessed to have friends that include our family in the "behind-the-scenes" show.

Broken sewer line

As if tearing apart half our basement and moving everything else the the clean part isn't fun enough, I've adopted a constant companion-- a lovely head cold (which I can thank Aryana and Darnel for).  The pressure building in my sinus is even more enjoyable when I learn of even further waste problems, like a complete sewer line replacement.

Torn up laundry and bathroom

On a lighter note, I passed out this morning while trying to pop the pressure in my ears (who knew that was possible).  And I can't taste anything I eat or drink. Bummer.

Shirtless Darnel

After eight hours of helping our neighbors with their backyard, Darnel walked shirtless through the hotel lobby carrying a bag for me across  his chest. Two adorable little Asian girls riding on a luggage cart spotted him trying to hide his dirty, bare chest and vocally expressed their disgust in his modesty with a loud "Ew". One girl told him he didn't need to hide behind the bag because he was boy and didn't need a shirt.   We laughed all the way to our room on the second floor.




It's just another day in Paradise.  And I'm still the Most Happy!









Erin Apelu--The Most Happy