Whew! I am finally caught up with the chatty lot of you 15! (And thank you all for the recaps of Fanny's vlogs I have missed as I cannot be arsed to watch them, as it's just "same shyte, different day", and I hope you get a positive diagnosis
@Lady Avonlea and can be released home soon!) Where is our beloved
@KyBourbon - I hope you are well, and we all miss your face!
Here at Casa de T Rex, the fires of hell have opened and Summer has her flame thrower aimed right at us. It is hot, y'all. Since I do not have a well, but have been running the irrigation system every day (my water bill is abysmal), I have trim the foliage in my yard weekly and mow the lush green Floratam lawn every three days. (The majority of my hood has given in to the drought and heat, but my dogs deserve a good lawn. And replacing landscaping isn't cheap, so letting it go is not an option.). It took me three hours yesterday just to do the regular maintenance, and it kicked my behind! But, my yard looks pretty phenomenal, and is worth the effort. Mr. T Rex replaced our salt cell system for the pool that the asshole lizard committed suicide on, which was a PITA of electrics and plumbing, but turned out great, as it is better engineered.
Remember, I am always of the mindset that everything happens for a reason. Today, whilst Mr. T Rex was spraying weeds at both houses next to ours, he noticed our new German neighbour had some in his pool pavers as well, and decided to tackle those. Our new neighbour will not be here for another month. Since, in the words of Mr. T Rex, "All of our good deeds go punished", discovered his pool pump was running, but sucking air because the pool level was so low. And neighbour's salt cell was completely clogged. Whilst looking in neighbour's exterior utility room for the pool brush (which thankfully was unlocked), Mr. T Rex discovered a pool of water beneath the water heater tank and immediately came to get me. I troubleshot the leak to a faulty elbow bracket (previous owner had made a shoddy repair), and this was from the main waterline to the house. I texted the owner to let him know what is going on and why were we showing up on his security camera. The drywall in that room is forked- it has been going on for a while, and while neither Mr. T Rex nor I wanted to screw around with dodgy AF plumbing, once the pool was filled, we turned off the main plumbing to the house, left the door open to dry out, and Mr. T Rex continued with unducking the pool.
It took SIX soaks in muriatic acid to get the cell clean again, and for the alarms to disappear. Mr. T Rex cursed the previous owner, "THIS did not happen in the past few months- this cell has never been descaled!", and was more ired to discover the pool filter was the cheapest hot garbage, and probably had never been replaced since the pool was built. Mr. T Rex ordered a new better quality filter, and will install it when it arrives. He also did a chemical test on the pool, and had to add a few bags of shock. (The new owner insists he owes us, but I said, "No, we're just good neighbours- if anything, just reimburse us for the filter- it is fine." I feel bad enough that he and his wife purchased this money pit, as they are lovely.) Mr. T Rex explained the brevity of the pump running dry tonight- "Bae, it was running hot. It could have burned down the house- I don't know why it kept running, but the whole system is installed backwards, so that is why no failsafe stopped the pump. There are some higher end components installed, but it was NOT done properly."
Moral of the story, my peeps- while you can hire some bubba to "re-do" your pool, electrics or plumbling, going cheap (like the previous owner did), you absolutely get what you pay for- which is hot garbage. And now someone else has to un-duck the forking mess. Hire professionals, not some random blokes who will do it on the cheap from Craigslist. I mean, if Sir Snortsalot is the "Lead Engineer" for electrics in the chapel, that ish is surely going to burn down!
do you really think jlebo got the wrong vlog 
and Frannys followers are such romantics always seeing love everywhere EXCEPT in the case of Snorts and Fanny lol because they all thought he was gay and young enough to be her son, it’s like watching a movie and I’m here for it 
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complete dig at her effeminate fiancé, she can’t help herself, even though she’s telling the truth about Snorts no one she knows comes away unscathed in dealings with her. 
Suggestion - Stephanie wastes money on a garden she doesn’t go in to, a chapel she doesn’t care about and a boyfriend she’s never screwed.