[Conversation from this afternoon.]

“What did you do?!!”

“Huh?”

“The toilet.”

“It’s white.”

“I know!  How did you do that?”

“I read a blogger’s adventure on how she cleaned her toilets.  She lives in New Mexico and has all this hard water build up and *nothing* would remove it, so she resorted to using a pumice stone.  And I thought, ‘Ah ha!  Good idea!  I should do that!’  And never got around to it.  Until just now.”

“So it doesn’t damage the toilet?”

“But I don’t *care.*   ….  What are you doing?  Are you googling if it hurts the toilet?”

“I’m looking up porceline toilet pumice stone.  Oh, it’s spelled porcel*ain* – interesting.”

“And?”

“And it looks like it’s okay.  You’re supposed to wet the stone.”

“Yep.”

“Don gloves.”

“Meh.”

“Scrub gently to remove stains, not to hard as to scratch.”

“Sure.”

“Flush to admire your work.”

“Multiple times.”

“And touch up any places you missed.”

“Check.  By the way, why does one care if a thing that deposits (we’ll use the word ‘excrement’ rather than the more graphic descriptors spoken – my parents do read this blog) is ‘damaged’?”

“Uh, well, it could get scratched, and then residue buildup occurs, and …”

Blank stare.

“Right.  Well, it sure is white!  Nice work!”

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