Oh This House, part 2, or is it 439?

Today I was peeing and I noticed that the toilet was all bubbling. I was a little confused because my pee is not so hot to make water boil, so that means there was a problem with the toilet, or somewhere along the line. So being the trained monkey I am, I still flushed and it nearly overflowed, making me panic because, A) the floor is really far away from me right now and B) EWWWW! Luckily it didn't overflow and the drain worked sucking ALL of the water out of the toilet, leaving none. Being the brightest bulb I decide to flush again, just to see what happens, but with the resolve to grab towels and call Adam to come home if need be. The toilet flushed fine. I determined that I shouldn't call the landlord and reveal this because if I don't say anything then there isn't a problem, right? I just don't have time for problems, I have Adam's family getting here tomorrow, I am making a big Christmas Eve dinner for his family and some friends from here, and a big ol' family turkey Christmas dinner. I have no time for faulty plumbing. However the universe, it hates me. Later this afternoon I got a call from my landlord telling me that there is a problem with the sewer connection and the plumber will be out later to check it out.
I cursed a lot this afternoon.
So as it turns out there is a clog in the pipes behind our house. Luckily it's in the same spot as before, so we are above the clog, so we shouldn't be affected and we are on the close side to the sewer so we can use water. But that is all of the luck we get. The plumbers couldn't fix the clog, so they left the sewer uncapped so that the backyard ladies' suites don't get flooded. But do you know what will get flooded? Yes my back yard. (Mine as in it's where the fence is delineating our "yard") So we've been told to not let the dog out since there might be raw sewage in the back yard. I'm ecstatic. Can you tell? I asked the plumber what would happen and he said all of this and I asked if it would stink, he said yes. I said "Merry Christmas" and I gave him a bag of cookies I made. (it's not his fault that this house is crap-tastic, literally, and the poor guy had to work late the day before holidays.)
So tomorrow more plumbers and sewage. Fun! Oh and my in-laws get here this weekend, to be welcomed by sewage!