Toilet goes down the drain

Today we had an all out toilet crisis. The culpret? A bottle of good old fashioned blowing bubbles!!!! Luka managed to propel the bottle into the toilet just as Grandma was flushing it down, and sure enough she couldn't get to it in time. Why do toilets have this inexplicable snake-like tunnel inside their porcelain stem? Alas, the bottle could not find its way to the sewage drain, and was lodged within the porcelain snake, making friends with our waste as it went down. Yes, we thought maybe we were in the clear, and anyway it isn't necessarily the kind of thing you jump into doing - taking up your toilet in search of its innards, but no, this morning the bowl was definitely overflowing!!! It took Andy nearly all day to go through trying to get the thing dislodged and then the toilet busted, then we went to buy a new one, then the bolt broke, then the thing wouldn't sit level on the bathroom floor . . . and we finally called the plumber. Poor Andy, he didn't want to admit defeat after all that, and I sure didn't want him to either (after all, plumbers cost a pretty penny!), but I was definitely proud of my resident handyman for doing all he could. At the end of the day we decided it might be okay for the poop pros to come finish the dirtyworks. Yuck! My feet are itchy . . . is that bad?