It feels like little house on the prairie up here in the north woods...only without the prairie and, well, with all the niceties of life in 2004 (internet included). The only thing we don't have is water. But do you even know what a big deal having running water (and flushing toilets) is?

Our water pump crapped out for whatever reason and now we are left without water to wash our hands, brush our teeth, bathe ourselves(that's a biggie), drink, cook, and flush our feces. And to think that people have the nerve to make fun of me when I brush my teeth at work. Aren't they going to be in for a surprise when they come in today and I'm trying to weasel my filthy, naked body into the laundry tub in the bathroom, hoping to wash off yesterday's ice cream grime.

On the plus side, I know I would never want to have someone with a lingering, gag-inducing stench to make me a malt or scoop me an ice cream cone. Maybe work won't be all that bad today. Well, it can't be all THAT bad, considering there's water there. I love you, SOS.