What would Valentine's Day be without Terry Love?

It seemed like only yesterday that we were installing the new toilet here at Monkey Hill and I was impressed with the services offered up by the Northwest's Premier Plumber, Terry Love. Yesterday our upstairs toilet (the main one) went belly up. The wax seal lost it, the gasket busted, and we had a nice drizzle into our basement. Fortunately, this bust had nothing to do with my constant bowel problem, rather, an underlying issue with the toilet itself. It was bound to happen. (!)

We could have simply replaced the rings and such that are part of the underbelly of the toilet, but we knew when we bought the house 2.5 years ago that this toilet needed to go. It was many, many decades old and hardly efficient. The toilet had to be pulled out anyway for this fix, why not buy a better one? So we called on our good friend Terry Love. This afternoon I had the pleasure of leaving work early to talk with Terry Love and visit his vast distribution center (read: his website and house). My husband and I ventured across town to pick up our Toto Drake (we decided to mix it up a bit and not go for another Ultramax. They are virtually the same toilet, though for some reason the Ultramax costs about $200 more!)

Some girls get diamonds, others get flowers and chocolates for Valentine's Day. Some get all three. Me, I got a commercial grade toilet. Now, if that ain't love, I don't know what is.