Wednesday, September 24, 2008
so i made a goal.
that goal is to sit at this desk today and read blogs. play games. google lovers--potential and past. and generally waste this wednesday until i can leave this hurricane hell-hole and hit happy hour.
thanks be to god that the children leave tomorrow for three days. i have a mountain of laundry. a sink overflowing with dirty dishes and toys, DVDs, PSP crap, shoes. all kinds of shit piled up all over my house.
i only hope that while the little darlings are gone i can stay sober enough to get it cleaned up and fill the refrigerator so that next week i get back to some kind of normal-ness.
Saturday, September 20, 2008
ike was a trip
leaves started blowing off the trees early, around 7:30 or so. it was really cool; there was a swirl of clouds around the house with this view from my front porch.
the really serious business of ike started around 2:30. the craziest thing i'll remember about the experience was the sound of the wind. i had a chair on the front porch where i sat and watched the trees whip around in the wind and the rain. then i'd go inside for a while to listen for breaking windows, drips and also to check the girls. who were frothed up in a panic from my bed.
Power was restored at our house by 3pm Saturday. as i write about 40% of sugar land, including many friends in this neighborhood, are still without power. we have friends in the woodlands, spring and conroe that aren't expected to get power before next wednesday.
this was my first hurricane as a single mom and i'm pretty proud of myself. i was a little over prepared--we didn't sleep in the closet bunker and the piles of towels i had ready on window sills ended up being put on the entry floor to catch leafy, muddy flip flops, as i had a steady parade of friends and neighbors who still sat in the dark. it was awesome to be able to hand them my stock-pile of ice and batteries, let alone television and air conditioning. my girls are still out of school and it's yet to be seen how (or if) they'll make up the time lost. lord knows there's no getting back the sanity i've lost with them underfoot and at my office all week.
i'm glad to be on the other side. a little wiser, a little sleepier, but a lot more grateful for the little things like a cool breeze from the vents, a light on in the darkness and a secure roof over my family.
Thursday, September 18, 2008
Friday, September 12, 2008
running from Rita back in 2005
here is our liquid refreshment. my kids are happy with the dr.pepper. but mom needs something a little stronger if she's going to be sleeping in a walk-in closet with two hyper-nervous children. you can see i've stocked a variety of possible beverage needs from a casual pre-storm long neck to the stiff belt from my great friend Tito's during the brunt of the storm. and what says kick back and relax like a glass of wine? white or red. i've got that.
So what to do while we wait? we're chicks, man. when we're nervous, we cook. i rocked the crock to use the roast for sandwiches and also it's the only thing in the freezer that can't go on the grill.
also we bake brownies.
we're boarded up.
(and you will never see my backyard this clean again, short of a category 4...seriously. never. ever.)
and now we're ready. lay it on me ike, hit me with your best shot.
as we say in sugar land: shelter in place. i'll see you on the other side.