Resurection

Very few things ever come back to life or rise from the ashes. I've broken many a thing, many a toys, killed many a plant and they all have one thing in common, they never worked again. Since we've been in the house, we've had a few things go wrong, some appliances losing their function. This happens when everything is original. It's been easy though, we just remove it and get a new one.
On Sunday morning as I cooked my usual scrambled egg weekend breakfast, I was throwing the shells into the sink just like always. When I finished, I mixed up the my eggs with milk, then poured them into the perfectly warmed pan and off they went. As I turned back towards the sink, I flipped on the water and then reached for the garbage disposal switch. As it went up, there just a faint moan from under the sink and then nothing, silence. I thought to myself, "huh, weird" and flipped the switch back to off and then on again. Nothing. "Ah great, what now?" I said to Wilson and Yeti as they stared at me with their heads tilted sideways. I opened up the cabinets under the sink and started poking around. Maybe when we were cleaning up the house the 409 bottle went back into far and knocked the cord out. After my best attempts and plumbing I quickly reached for the phone and made the call. Dad and I discussed the noises I heard, the look of the electrical box and the what type of disposal we have.
"Badger 5?! I find it hard to believe that it would ever break." We both laughed sarcastically. So the decision was made to call a plumber and see what we need to do to get it fixed/replaced.
After some thought, my dad emailed me with some interestingly ironic information. It being Sunday, they went to church and the gospel for the day happened to be about Jesus raising a young girl from the dead. With that story in hand, I started talking with a friend to see if he knew about garbage disposals. I explained my situation, the noises and dropped the Badger 5 name. It turned out he had the Badger two, the new model but with a lower number. Well he hadn't had that problem with his but he remembered his parents having a similar issue a few years ago and just needing to reset the thing. So on Monday night, I got home from work and opened up the cabinets again and started poking around. Behold a red button sticking out of the bottom which was immediately pushed. Now, I feel this quote from my dad's email is fitting to describe what happened when the switch was flipped "and verily he said to the Badger “awake” and the Badger awoke and began to grind once more."
So that's where we are, the Badger is back to life, ready to destroy all that comes within it's metal teeth. Here's a picture of ferocious beast.