Friday, July 9, 2010

FlogYoBlog Friday - The Good, The Bad, and the Downright Putrid!




Seriously - is Brenda psychic? Does she have some sort of incredible mind link to this family? I mean, really, how apt to comment in the opening of her blog post for FlogYoBlog #19: How's your week going? Good? Good-ish? Suck sweaty hairy smelly donkey balls?

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Mmm, sweaty, hairy, smelly. And seeing as Madmother is the only female humanoid in these here parts the donkey balls image is kinda apt if you get my drift. Now, before you jump to the conclusion that our personal hygeine standards suck, I need to explain a little.

We live on not quite 3 acres of heaven. Gorgeous views, crisp, clean mountain air, privacy and serenity. Well as serene as it gets with a ten year old and a twelve year old running rampant (and the other ten year old and eleven year old here on a mission for fun). BUT there is a drawback to rural life.

TANK WATER.

Yep, we do not have town water or sewerage, we have these two amazingly big mothers of concrete containers and a waste water treatment plant (used to be called septics in the old days before they became new-fandangled bio-chemical units).



If the power goes out, we are stuffed. If the water runs out, we are stuffed. If you have a TWELVE YEAR OLD BOY WITH ASPERGER SYNDROME NO TIME MANAGEMENT SKILLS OBSESSED WITH SHOWERS YOU ARE STUFFED!

You guessed it. This morning we arose to a cough and a splutter out of the tap and NO WATER. Not happy Jan! I have been screaming at him for ages over this issue, and now he finally realises why!

And so we sit. And wait for the water tanker angels to deliver us from dirt. And poop. And clean dishes. Really hanging to wash, flush, hell... even brush my teeth to get the fur off. Oh, and did I mention I went to derby training last night? Decided to have my shower this morning instead of last night, BIG MISTAKE! Though the water probably would have run out mid-lather when I think about it.  But boy, do I smell...
*Mutter, mutter, grumble, whinge*

I need my morning shower - I am not nice if I do not get my shower. Luckily for you lot, this blog does not include smellorama...
This is Rancid Madmother signing off on FlogYoBlog Friday. Go read her rules, I can't be arsed copying them until I smell better.

Off to sulk in a corner so the other people who are present in this house do not keel over. Oh, and I lied about the Good in the title...



9 comments:

Ro said...

Oh, yeah, the water thing is a scream-worthy issue here, too.
Time management?
Bwahahahahahaha
Showers?
When we can get him in there we struggle to shoehorn him outta there again.
So...I'm guessing we'd be talking over our fences, keeping our distance?
Our 3 acre distance? :P

Gill@OurParklife said...

Hello! first time here from FYBF....Well, all i can say is, it wouldn't matter about missing a shower if you lived in our part of country Oz as it has not stopped raining for 2 days...in fact my son has been having about 3 showers a day (well, he accidently stands in the rain and gets soaked)....

wishing you some Good for the weekend!its only fair when you are getting the Bad and Putrid!

Jen said...

How far away is the tanker truck MM? that totally sucks!

Do you think that boy1 will remember the result of this lesson now? ;)

Brenda said...

Showering is totally overrated anyway. Ahem.

Wanderlust said...

I don't suppose there are any rain clouds on the horizon, are there? I could send some of ours your way but they may take a (long) while to get there!

katiegirl said...

Oh, dear. There's always SOMETHIN', isn't there?!?! I remember living on the farm during drought times, we had to share the bath water. Cleanest went in first, and the dirtiest had to bath in the slops at the end. By then, the water was so brown, the whole exercise was probably pointless :-)

Thanks for stopping by my blog, and showing support. I'm stunned by the stats you left. It's really going to be 1 in 6 within the next 5 years?? That's just...mind-boggling. I'm furious and sad, all at once.

Anytime you get up on the soapbox over it, know that I'll be cheering you on...

Kakka said...

BUGGER - hope the tanker arrived and now you are smelling fresh and sweet. I have always wanted to live rural, but the water issue has always been one reason I have never taken the jump. Maybe a timer for the shower for Boy 1?

Katie said...

NOOOOOOOOO!
Hoping the water fairy gets to you SOON!

Madmother said...

Water truck arrived around lunchtime - the first load that is. We bought two and they barely fill the one tank to halfway (36,000 litres in each tank). Praying for rain.

Kakka, we have an electronic shower timer. It worked for the first week (maybe something to do with the fact his mother told him it would send an electronic shock if it beeped more than fifteen times before he got out?), now he ignores it.

Ro, I think our boys need to flat together when older. He always has "something to finish first" before a shower.

Katiegirl, welcome. Scary, isn't it. We watched Boy 1 totally change with his MMR. TOTALLY. You may like to read this:

http://meanderingmadmother.blogspot.com/2009/07/great-vaccination-debate.html

Rain or water fairies all greatfully received by post, courier, donkeys, whatever...