Unclog your drains with a volcano

Anyone who’s made a volcano in science class is already well versed in the chemistry at work in this recipe.

Need a refresher? Baking soda + Vinegar = ERUPTION.

Our old pipes are temperamental at the best of times. Over 80 years of tenants stuffing their vegetable choppings and grease down them have taken their toll. As of a few days ago they had completely given up the good fight and nothing was going down. We have a snake-thingy that we picked up from Home Depot, but that didn’t do the trick, likely because it’s a double basin sink. We were honestly considering getting some drain cleaner tonight. I know. Awful.

I thought I would do some last ditch googling and see if I could find something to try in the meantime. I kept coming across vinegar and baking soda recipes. Holy tomatoes, it worked like a dream.

Recipe: Drain Unclogger

{My notes are in blue.}

  • Pour 3/4 cup of baking soda down the drain.
    This sounds easy but in practice it’s a bit tricky to pour fine powder down a clogged drain. I poured it in and then kind of mushed it down with my hands (something you couldn’t do with Drain-O! – drain cleaner = 0 / recipe = 1).
  • Chase that with 1/2 cup of vinegar.
    THERE WILL BE BUBBLES.
  • Quickly batten down the hatches and plug the drain.
    Did I mention? THERE WILL BE BUBBLES. Also – if you have a double basin sink, plug both drains.
  • Leave it alone (and plugged) for about 30 minutes.
  • Remove plug and let hot water run for a bit.
    The recipes I found called for boiling hot water. I’m lazy. Hot tap water did the trick
  • Credit: original recipe source

    Since my drain was CLOGGED, I kind of took liberties with the wait time and did a preliminary run without letting it sit for 30 minutes. Instead I let it sit for only a minute or so – then I did a hot water rinse. THEN I did it again, letting it mellow for the recommended time. They’re running better now than they have since we moved in.

    Hope someone else can find my little experiment useful!

    The first step is admitting you have a problem.

    When I read that we could expect cloudiness in our new aquarium from the addition of plant substates I took it as a personal challenge.

    We would have NO CLOUDINESS.

    These people were obviously inferior aquarium keepers who only followed the directions to ‘gently rinse to remove dust’. Oh, there would be no dust. That water would RUN CLEAR. There would be NO particulate matter to pollute my precious aquatic environment.

    The first batch of substrate made up of little stones took about 20 rinses.  I was rocking the shit out of this – that water was running crystal clear. The second batch was the special stratum to support our live plants.  I rinsed. And rinsed. And rinsed some more.  After 20 minutes the water was still running black down the drain.

    I was failing at this!

    In frustration I sat on the floor beside the bathtub and started reading the bag again. Well, turns out I was washing dirt. Off of itself.

    I was trying to wash dirt off of dirt.

    *cough*

    This is what procrastination looks like around here.

    We took down our Christmas tree and decorations yesterday, leaving the house in need of a cleaning. What did I do? Hole up in the kitchen and sew, of course. I decided that it would be awful if I didn’t have a new apron to clean in – so awful the earth might stop spinning and life as we know it would end. So really you should thank me for this, I saved us all from global devestation.

    Anyway. D got me this great book for Christmas, One-Yard Wonders. It’s perfect for my fabric buying style – I buy fabric that I fall in love with all willy nilly and not for any specific project. Thus, I have a HUGE fabric stash, bested only by my yarn stockpile. If I hadn’t saved us all from global devestation with my apron, I’d at least have enough supplies on hand to knit everyone a hat.

    Behold, my universe saving apron.


    The Workshop may be closed, but I didn’t say anything about the Kitchen…

    Christmas isn’t complete without a bit of overindulging. After a lesson hard learned earlier this month, I left baking till the very last moment. D and I have an unfortunate case of hand-mouth disease when surrounded by tasties.

    So tonight I baked. And baked. And baked.

    I culled all of my recipes from the Epicurious iPhone app today – while sitting in the parking lot of a No Frills. All of the cookie recipes that is – the Nuts & Bolts mix pictured is a new favorite of mine that I found on another recipe site. The cookies are Classic Butter Shortbread, Flourless Chocolate Walnut Cookies & Ambrosia Macaroons.

    I am officially ready for Christmas. Have a merry one.

    P.S. I hope Santa brings me a gift card for some new pants, because I have a feeling I’m going to need them – perhaps something in an elastic waistband.

    The Workshop is Officially Closed.

    Production finished at approximately 2am yesterday evening.

    Sad to say I didn’t get nearly as much done as I’d hoped, but that seems to be par for the course this time of year. It’s time to reclaim my kitchen table for the festivities and face-filling that this week will bring. It won’t be without a sewing machine for long though – I’ve already got a list as long as my arm of projects for the New Year.

    So much to look forward to this year and so much to be thankful for from the year past. Sigh. Warm fuzzies commence – Merry Christmas internets!

    The Workshop

    My “Make-Not-Buy” Christmas Challenge – Project Two

    The workshop is in full production mode, but there’s not a lot to post since the vast majority of projects in the works are gifts!

    Here’s something I just finished up for my mom as a pre-Christmas gift… a monogrammed address stamp for her Christmas cards. I’m doing one for myself next, because I was quite pleased with how hers turned out. Tuckers Plus in Hamilton (905.522.9251) took a printout of my design and turned it into a lovely rubber stamp. They have the cutest little shop tucked away on John Street near the GO Station and their ordering system is refreshingly low-tech. My phone number was scrawled on the bottom of my print and that was it!

    My “Make-Not-Buy” Christmas Challenge – Project One

    This year I’ve challenged myself to make, instead of buy, Christmas decorations. This was my first attempt…

    I’ve seen adorable garlands on so many sewing sites this season – I just had to make one. I love Christmas decorations that are cheery but subtle. I want my house to feel warm and festive at the holidays – not like Christmas came and threw up all over. There’s a difference.

    So – I bought a bunch of ‘fat quarters’, ribbon and fusible web from Walmart (yes, they’re evil – but they are open at 10pm – exactly when it seems like I MUST buy supplies for a project) and set to work. I was pretty pleased with the end result and my living room is now a little merrier.

    Thank you Hamilton SPCA!

    Three years ago today we adopted our furry little Finn!

    It’s hard to look at him now – 46lbs, sweet smelling, healthy and spoiled – and picture him as he was.

    Three years ago he was at the Hamilton SPCA – 29lbs, shaved and full of bacteria and urinary tract crystals. He doesn’t shed and having never been brushed or trimmed, he’d become covered in plate like mats – he was quite literally furbound. His tail had to be cut off his back where it had become fused with matted hair. He couldn’t even go to the washroom properly because of the mats covering his body (hence his many infections). A man had brought him in and said he found Finn as a ‘stray’. Although of course he wasn’t named Finn then, the staff had named him Pong.

    Anyways, all that is just to say a huge THANK YOU to the SPCA. They took a bleeding, hunched, dirty, sickly dog and instead of putting him to sleep, they cared for him so that he could have a second chance.

    So I could find him and he could become my Finn.

    Please think of the SPCA the next time you’re going to expand your family to include someone furry. Some of the best dogs are there waiting for their forever families.

    http://hamiltonspca.com/

    Doctor, I think something is wrong with my fingers…

    D’s company is having a little potluck tomorrow. Usually I don’t find out until the night before but this time I got advanced warning. Some strange primal-ness buried deep inside of me just can’t bear the thought of my husband going to work with his contribution being a bag of BBQ Lays.

    Behold. My stumps. My lovely lady stumps (Forgive me, I couldn’t resist).


    Weekend Project #1: A nicer place for my feet.

    This Sunday I found a great little stool for $20 at an antique store on Queen Street West. I think it used to be a sewing seat, the kind that Sears used to sell in the 60s to go with their sewing tables. I like my footstools on the high side though, so it was perfect.

    Except.

    It was ugly as all get out. And kind of dirty. With a weird stain on the fabric (from someone’s foot? ew.).

    Fortunately, nothing a little paint, fabric and fresh air couldn’t fix. The fabric is probably dated at about the same time as the stool. I fell in love with it in the attic of a fabric store on Ottawa Street and bought as much as I could carry. Last year I slipcovered two Ikea Poang chairs in the same fabric and LOVE them. The paint color is, if you can believe it, ‘Lamp Black’. In the bright sunlight it looks quite blue, but in our old house with it’s dim lighting, it’s the perfect blue-that’s-not-quite-black-but-not-really-blue.

    Enough chit chat, here’s the before and after’s.

    Before:




    After: