In case an explanation is needed

for yesterday’s Wordless Wednesday.

The feet belong to my 10-year-old son, Sidney.  He is laying under a chamber which is in a trench.  The trench is part of a septic system drainfield.

Sidney was working with his Dad last week installing a septic system.  It was a hot day.  He was a tired boy.  He thought it quite reasonable to seek shade and rest under the chamber.  Just for the record, let me repeat:  the boy chose to crawl under a chamber laying in a septic drainfield.  His father did not “install” him there.

Both our boys take turns working with Sid every week now.  For us, it is an important part of their homeschooling that they learn to get dirty and do physical (free) labor.  Ahhhhh, the benefits of child labor.  Learning physical labor rates higher than learning Algebra, in my book.

Overly Simplified Septic Tank Lesson- part 2

Milk is bad for your septic tank?

After reading my post yesterday, I was disgusted with myself.   I am the wife of the premier wastewater expert in the western hemisphere, and all I can say is:  Milk is bad for your septic tank?

Determined to redeem myself, I asked my wastewater-dispensing hero to again explain BOD to me.  This accomplished two things: 1) it made me feel smarter, 2) it made my husband feel worshipped.  Good things happen for me when my man feels worshipped by me.

So hold on to your seats, because I know ya’ll are dying to understand how your septic system works and for the next 17.3 seconds, I may actually remember bits and pieces of it.

BOD stands for Biochemical Oxygen Demand.  I still think Odiferous worked well in there, but……anyway, the BOD of something is the amount of oxygen it uses in 5 days to decompose.  According to Sid, there is an interesting bit of history to why the great wastewater scientists use 5 days as their standard.  The British, who were among the first to study the decomposition of wastes, wanted to know what happened to waste materials as they flowed through the streets of London to the Thames River.  Five days is how long it took the sewage to reach the Thames River.  I love it when Sid comes up with this stuff.

Sid says the BOD of milk is 100,000 mg per liter.  Did I menton that I love it when he comes up with this stuff?  To put this into perspective, the average dirty water sample inside a septic system has a BOD of 350 mg/lt.  So when the beautiful, intelligent (but wastewater-illiterate) housewife, like myself pours sour milk down the sink, she is unwittingly making the nasty, but necessary, bacteria in her septic system work harder to decompose the sewage stew.

And that is why my generous husband will build me a castle with a dream kitchen of my design, but will not be installing a garbage disposal for the convenience of his fair maid.  Instead, he has supplied me with two sturdy boys to carry out my slop.

Overly Simplified Septic Tank Lesson

I was wasteful today.  Part of me is gnashing her teeth and rending her clothing . . . well, not really, but sort of, and part of me is just shrugging her shoulders and letting it go.

And what did I waste today, you might ask?


Moments after I snapped this picture of my lusciously frothy raw milk, I poured it down my sink drain.  As I watched its silky creaminess rush toward the drain, I lamented that it was the last milk in the house, that it was a waste of money, that there were starving children somewhere in Africa.  Mostly I lamented that big swig of milk I swallowed before I realized it was sour.

And then, because I’m married to a wastewater specialist, I wondered what effect the milk would have on our septic system.  I vaguely recalled Sid saying something once about the BOD of milk and how that was bad on a septic system.   BOD?  Now, what did he say that stood for?  Bodily ODor?   Biological Odiferous Dysfunctions?   Biological and Odiferous fit, but Dsyfunction doesn’t since eliminating waste is a normal bodily function, and that is after all, what is mostly in a septic tank.

I gave up trying to remember what BOD stands for and finally asked Sid.  But that was hours ago, and I’ve already forgotten what the letters stand for, but I do remember that milk is bad in a septic tank.  Very bad.

The Company Party, part 2

When I blogged about The First Annual Water Management Christmas Party last week, I focused more on our fabulous employees and their families.  Because I wanted to maintain that focus, I left out a lot of pics of my kids.  But I can’t hold back any longer.  I must release all their sweetness for the world……………er…..uh……..I mean, Grandma to see.  You do read my blog, right Grandma?

Lincoln helps Sid carry in the food.  He loves to put his muscles to work and show us how strong he is.  He really is a big help.  Plus he has lusciously cherry red lips.

Big brother Sidney is quite helpful too.  In fact, Sidney made one of our desserts that night while I was out running last minute errands.  He made dirt cake per my instructions and then got a little creative with his Dad, so that I came home to a little more than I had expected………

Dirt cake in a potty!

Rachel wasn’t at all squeamish about eating dirt cake out of a potty.

Prairie wasn’t squeamish either.  She gobbled up her serving of dirt cake and was content to run around and play until………..she saw Mama with her own helping.  She soon conned her way back into my lap.  But I was unwavering in my goal of getting as much of that chocolate-y yumminess into my own mouth as possible.  Prairie stayed alert, mouth wide open, just in case I wanted to share.

This is my favorite ——— a picture of my Sweetie holding my sweetie.  He is so good at that.