How I feel today?!

How long does toiletpaper last in your house??

We have just had a week from hell. Let me explain. We are 4 adults and 2 babies co-habiting. Sunday last week friends came to visit. A typical Safrican Sunday visit - F1, braai, brandy, rum, etc(yes, even on a Sunday). She failed to mention that she and the little one had just had a bout of gastro. Needless to say, within hours it had spread to our house. First up was my other half(Mr B), then it was his fathers turn. This was Monday. Monday night and Tuesday was my turn. Tuesday night belonged to my 17 month old and Wednesday it was Sakkie's turn. I haven't mentioned him before. He lives in our granny flat, but is very much part of the family. Then Mr B's children came to visit (Friday) and yesterday morning we awoke with the 12 year old paying Ralph a visit. My little girl(6 months) has so far avoided it. Then to my shock and horror, I read an article in the Herald this morning about Delmas in Johannesburg being hit by Typhoid - 120 cases and over 1200 people infected with gastro. I stood in line at a chemist on Sunday to buy Immodium and Valoid - tried and trusted remedies - and there was 5 other people buying exactly the same stuff. The chemist sold the last boxes to me. I think the guy behind me wanted the same, because when she told me it was the last of her supplies, I just heard a hurried scuffle behind me. Don't know if he was rushing to the next chemist or the toilets just down the corridor.

So back to my title question and here is my answer - 15 rolls in 7 days. Now isn't that just like flushing money away?

Did you know you can break it?

Well, I mentioned my friend Stompie in a recent post. I must just give you a little bit of background. He is a divorced guy of at the time 48. He had been single for about 10 years and most of us initially thought that this guy was gay. After joining our biking club, he also met a luscious lady a couple years younger than himself. She happened to be the sister of one of our other members. Well, needless to say, they started a relationship and after a while this became a very physical one. One evening, my then husband received a phone call and after a brief conversation, he burst out laughing after he put the phone down. What he told me was just too much to believe. Our friend had informed him that he is at the hospital in the emergency room and will be undergoing an operation in the next couple of minutes. He called just because he wanted someone to know what is happening and where he is. They had apparently been busy at it and as far as I could establish from her, she was on top and somehow he had slipped out of her and she didn't know and continued in a speedy downward motion and thus caught a very stiff member between her two (you know what I mean) and all they heard, was a very loud snapping sound. The snap was actually from the ligaments and tendands of his member that literally snapped and had to be rejoined in surgery. The next day he went to my husband's office and actually showed him what it looked like. It was as all blue, bruised and swollen. He had a bandage around it for a good number of days and thus the name Stompie. I know that he did regain full use of it again, but the relationship fell apart. I am happy to report that he is now in a very happy, very stable relationship. Just so you know, the lady also earned herself a nickname - she was known as Muscle Cracker!!