Our basement flooded!!!

There is a scientific law known throughout the universe as "Boone's Unavoidable Law of Fortune and Disaster". Basically it states that for every wonderful thing that happens to us, something equally devastating will follow. Case in point- we went on a perfect vacation last week! It was much needed and absolutely wonderful. But thanks to BULFD I left my phone on the plane and it was found by a good samaritan that I'm sure was planning on returning it...until he decided to rack up 654 minutes of "Single" (aka porn) hotlines and other equally disturbing calls instead. My phone will spend the rest of its days in the hands of a pervert now, but it was expected. Universal laws are rarely wrong and seldom escaped...
In my niave hopefullness, I thought this would be an end of the necessary misfortune but nooooo...We returned home Saturday evening tan and happy thinking all was well. Sunday however, I walked down the stairs to our basement, only to have my foot (and my heart) sink into a few inches of water...That's right. BULFD had struck again! Our main sewer drain is in a storage room in our basement and at some point in the day began to reject everything we sent its direction. Every bit of water (showers, toilets, sinks etc) that we had ran had emptied directly into our basement!

The next few hours were filled with ripping up our carpet, creating makeshift dams, moping up water and, my personal favorite- shotvac-ing up sewage!!! I pulled the pregnancy card part way through this adventure and figured raw sewage exposure might not be good for a developing fetus so I became self-proclaimed cheerleader/photographer! As Aaron vaccumed up the disaster (which I know is really gross) I stood behind him taking pictures. Suddenly, my leg felt wet and I looked down to realize the filter was missing from the back of the vacuum and the contents were getting shot out the back...all over our shelves of food storage...and my leg!!! Sick!!! Thank goodness we have both been blessed with the ability to laugh at disaster!
Six hours later, with the aid of a neighbor, a plumbing snake and a wonderfully patient husband, the problem was resolved!!
I will spare you the details of what was found, but lets just say there will soon be a sign for guests in the bathroom that says, "If it is not toilet paper- you may put it in the trash can, keep it in your pocket or eat it, but please...DON'T FLUSH IT!!!!"