Silicone Caulk, Super Glue and a Kickball

Miscellaneous and Personal Stuff I Must Share
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I was going to just continue the regularly scheduled MMP, but when I got back it was just blinking away. Sixty-some messages? T’chuh! I’ll just wait for people to stop leaving messages and then throw the tape away. Like I have time to wade through that much junk! And if it’s important, they’ll call back. So you get a TMP or something.

But you know what I did this weekend? I narrowly escaped super gluing my hand to a kickball. So that would be what I didn’t do this weekend. But that’s just as well, really. See, here’s the deal: we were having people over for Easter (It was just our family, so it’s not like we were rounding up random strangers and forcing them to hunt for eggs in our backyard and then eat dinner with us.) so we had to clean the house. I did my part Friday, so I had nothing to do Saturday so I went out to the garage and started playing with a kickball, bouncing it against the cars and stuff, when it popped! I didn’t want to get in trouble, so I whipped out the super glue and glued up the hole in the ball. Only I didn’t notice the drip and it got on my hand while I was holding the hole shut while the glue dried. Before I knew it, my hand was super glued to the kickball. Luckily I had some lighter fluid on hand and once I pried the top up I managed to dissolve enough of the glue so I could get my hand free. Just in time too! The Little Woman stuck her head out into the garage and asked “What are you doing out here while I’m slaving away cleaning the house for when your family comes over tomorrow?” I could say “…nothing…” and then go in to help her and not have a kickball super glued to my hand.

Ha ha ha! That’s not what happened. But you believed it, didn’t you? “Oh, that sounds like something Rue would do!” you said to yourself. Well “Ha!” to you! It was nothing like that. OK, it was something like that, but it happened differently.

I did do my allotted cleaning on Friday. Then I help clean some more on Saturday. When I had the dishes washed I took the newspapers down to the recycle drop-off and stopped and tanked up the Little Woman’s car for her so she wouldn’t have to before she went to work Tuesday. (I’m just thoughty that way.) When I got home, she had news for me: The bathtub has a leak! It leaked through the wall and into the garage! So I got out my flashlight (you need a flashlight when you’re looking for a leak) and started hunting down that leak. There’s an access panel in the garage that goes to the back of the tub so I could rule out the drain, handle, spout and shower head. I could see all that junk and none of it had water seeping around it. That left the plastic washcloth rod in the back of tub surround. The washer thingies dried out and didn’t keep the water out anymore. Right after they put in our tub surrounds they invented silicone washers so that would never happen again. That was after they put ours in. So it didn’t help us any.

Off to the hardware store I go! A tube of silicone caulk and I’m halfway done with this little Home Repair. But while I’m there, I might as well look around a little. Hey! Earplugs! I need these! And look! Super glue! You never know when you’ll need super glue! So I got my silicone caulk, earplugs and super glue. (The super glue came in a four pack for $2.20. Or you could get the twin pack for 97¢. Go fig.)

The caulking of the shower was a cinch. So I had a little time on my hands. You know what? (This is where you say “No, what?”) A couple days before this all happened the boys were playing with their kickballs (the red, nubby balls you played kickball with, or dodge ball, or four square (if you were a girl), those balls) and Lucy chased one down and bit it so it had a hole in it. Super glue would patch that hole up and I now have super glue and a little time on my hands, so why not fix the ball? Why not fix the ball? Because if you’re going to super glue a puncture in a kickball, there’s always the chance when squirt the tiniest blob of glue into the hole a great big gush will come out of the super glue tube and run all over the kickball. Then there’s the chance you could get it on your hand. If that happens, there’s a distinct possibility you could super glue a kickball to your hand. Or your hand to a kickball if you look at it from the other direction. But I was aware enough that I had a coating of super glue on my thumb and first two fingers.

But I really had to pick my nose because it was bothering me all day and no one would see me pick my nose in the garage. Did you know super glue bonds skin instantly? Having your family over for Easter when your finger is super glued into your nostril is not as much fun as you’d think.

Ha! Got you again! I was smart enough to let the super glue just dry on my fingers (and thumb) before I touched anything. I had a super glue crust I picked off over two days, but nothing embarrassing was glued to anything.

The next day the Little Woman almost super glued a rubber carrot pen to her finger. But she didn’t, so there’s really nothing to talk about there.
-Rue.

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You know they do administer Haldol I.M. now. You don’t just have to take it orally. It’s great when you think you may forget to take a dose one day…and it lasts for a whole month. :slight_smile:

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So, Rue, do tell - what’s the secret to caulking? I figure there must be some technique or hint that I was never told because when I caulk, I wind up with a gawd-awful mess all over the place. Of course, I’m assuming you don’t wind up with a similar gawd-awful mess, so if you do, never mind.

Good thing you didn’t sit on the super-gluey ball before it dried - that would be bad. Funny, but bad, nonetheless.

:smiley:

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The secret to caulking is to clean your work surface as well as you can before you start. A clean work surface is very important. It’s almost as important as using clear caulk. Using clear caulk is good because when you make a gawd-awful mes, you can see right through it and not be bothered by it too much. Wetting your finger to smooth down the bead is helpful too. That way you have a finger full of caulk to clean on top of everything else.

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This is all very well and all, but where’s my damned pizza?

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I responded to the wring post…Sorry Rue.
Carry-on.

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wrong post that is…:rolleyes:

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I’ve never caulked anything. I wouldn’t mind learning how, though, if Rue wants to give lessons or something.

I just want to say that while I was at work yesterday Mr. Lissar did all the dishes and put them away, scrubbed the kitchen, put the laundry away and tidied the books. I am so very very impressed with him. I went out and got him another chocolate bunny (discount).

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If you want to practice caulking Lissla, we could start with cake icing in a piping bag. You wouldn’t want to stain your nice clothes either, so we’ll have to think of something for that. I wonder what we could do…

Your damned pizza got glued to the kickball Ex. It’s still yours if you want it.

No sweat Phlosphr. But it’s a good thing you said before I looked up just what “Haldol” is.

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Yet somehow it works just as well here.

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Hey, Rue, I tried to leave a message on your machine last night but the tape was full and the machine just kept beeping at me.

I don’t think anything in the house needs caulking, but I’ve got a few dripping faucets that need fixing. I haven’t gotten around to it because before I go to the hardware store I have to take them apart to see what kind of washer they take (and I just know each one’s going to be different, because that’s what happened the last time I had to do it), and I just haven’t had the time.

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My father got superglue on his fingers once. He elected to bite it off and superglued his teeth together for a few hours.

Couldn’t have happened to a nicer guy!

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We could practice on my kitten. I wouldn’t mind it if her mouth was caulked shut.

I like superglue. It’s fun. I used to make doll’s jewelry when I was little by supergluing rhinstones to bits of wire. I glued my fingers together a couple of times. I thought it was funny.

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I took a hammer and a small nail and nailed holes into the sides of my doll’s heads so I could stick earrings in there…

Tanookie’s discount doll piercing emporium :slight_smile:

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Four Square IF YOU WERE A GIRL?

I’ll have you know that Four Square is a fantastic and complex sport that demands strength, dexterity, and endurance. Sure, it’s a sport for girls… if those girls are frickin’ Venus and Serena Williams.

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This is both disturbing and cool 'nookie.

I caulked around my bathtub a few years back. I used white caulk to match the tile around the tub. It was important for the caulk to match the white tile around the tub. I am soooooooo gay.

I didn’t superglue or caulk or play kickball this weekend but I did eat a bunch of ham Sunday. Ham, it’s what’s for Easter lunch.

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Pfffft - swampy, if you’re soooooo gay, why do you have an ordinary, common white bathtub and tile? How fabulous is that?

I’ll tell you - not at all!

And you call yourself an over-the-top gay decorator… It is to laugh!! :stuck_out_tongue:

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Why now I’m all flattered Swampy!

My bathroom has a white tub and surround and a white sink and commode… But I make up for it with my fabulous Monopoly board shower curtain and my token soap dispensers and my matching Monopoly towels :slight_smile: Couldn’t have all that color and not have white somewhere :slight_smile:

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Hmmmmmmmmmmmph! Anybody who had even an ounce of taste would know that it’s the accents that make the room not the permanent features. sigh I decorate for ab-soooooooo-lute barbarians!

tanookie understands it, why can’t you FCM. :rolleyes:

And just so you know, I have a lovely striped wallpaper, antique brass fixtures, and loverly antique brass accents in my bathroom. Also, a mirror the length of the double vanity over which is enough lighting to land the Eight Airborne Division in the fog during a rain/sleet/hail storm. To top it all off all the woodwork is stained oak, and I have faaaaaaaa-bu-lous! towels in cream and burgundy hues to match. Now tell me who’s gay. :stuck_out_tongue:

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A god-awful, vinegary mess. Every time I try to caulk, it gets everywhere and the bathroom smells like an exploded pickle factory for a week. I just did a shower surround, and my poor cat’s nose is still recovering.