It turns out that Ray is as good at plumbing as he is at odd-jobs. Today, Gregg's sink was stopped up so he decided that, before he becomes a complete mess, he would try to fix it. This turned out to be a really bad idea as plumbing and feeding tubes do not mix.
While Gregg was able to take the pipes under the sink apart (and clean them out), by the time he ready to put them back together, he couldn't. So while Greggie recuperated from his plumbing, Ray and I took on the sink.
I have to say that plumbing is one of those things that I hate to do. Not so much because it's difficult (even though it is) but because it never goes smoothly, is always in a cramped uncomfortable place, and always takes two or more trips to the hardware store. This time was no exception. But having Ray around made thing so much better.
Every time I came out from under the sink, Ray was right there (with his head in the trash) to support me. When I needed the teflon tape, Ray was ready with it in his mouth (headed down the hall). When I was at my wits end and ready to throw in the towel, Ray was there (inches from my face) with his favorite toy ready to distract me. Ray is such a natural at plumbing that, after today, I was seriously thinking of apprenticing him out.
There's only one problem with that.
Ray doesn't have a butt crack.