Monday, September 29, 2008

Ike finally hiked

Ok, so before I begin my Post Ike recap, here are some pictures from the storm. I'm sure that they're about as exciting to you as watching someone's grainy, car-sickness-inducing Disney World vacation video, but humor me a little. The above picture (which you may have already seen) was taken before the storm, after Kevin had finished boarding up the house. That window is one of our master bedroom windows. Please note the meter box, securely fashioned to the side of the house and the two trees to the right, in their full-upright and locked position.
And...this is what we awoke to (not that I actually slept the night of the hurricane). Those are the trees outside of our bedroom window--thankfully they fell away from the house. If you look right next to the white porch column, that S-shaped doohickey is our weatherhead, which attaches to the meter box. All of that was dangling, decidedly not attached to our house.
This is the tree across the street from us. The picture probably doesn't do it justice, to give you an idea of the size of it. The tree was laying in the street and blocked our street for most of the day after the storm. Most of the tree is gone now, but to give you some more perspective, the trunk is still in place and has multiple wounds on it, where various tree trimmers have tried and failed to saw through it to remove it. It's a massive tree. I have lots of other pictures of the aftermath, but I won't do that to you because I value you as readers of my blog. To sum up the storm: It was bad, but now we're ok...we were especially ok once we saw this just this past Saturday morning:
The power company convoy in front of our house! Thank God. If you look closely in the distance of the picture, you can see the piles of debris (mainly carpet, padding, sheetrock and wood trim) that's piled up on the curb throughout our neighborhood. Many, many homes got flooded either during the hurricane, or--even worse--during the cool front that blew through the day after the hurricane. I can't tell you how thankful I am that we didn't get flooded.
This is our new utility pole being delivered to our backyard. The old one was splintered off about 3/4 of the way up like someone's old, tarter-encrusted toothpick.

So, in a nutshell--what would that be, 15--close to 16 days without power? We lost power late on the evening of Sept. 14 and just got it back last night (Sept. 28). Any way that you look at it, it wasn't a walk in the park, but we're back and I am so happy. Here are a few things that I learned throughout this ordeal:

1. Your bathroom gets very dirty when you don't have lights in there and are only showering, washing your face, etc by flashlight. When I went in the bathroom last night and turned on the lights...holy fraternity house, Batman! Yuck. I might have to hover on my own toilet until I work up the energy to clean in there.

2. Generators are a great thing to have--especially if you live anywhere where you're threatened by a lack of power for extended periods of time, due to weather or whatever other tragedies could cause this malady--BUT, man are they loud! If I never hear the drone (or smell the fumes) of a generator again, it won't be soon enough. By the way, if you're in the market for a generator, now would probably be a great time to pick up a gently used one in the Houston area.

3. It's amazing how far optimism, gratefulness and a positive attitude can get you in times of crisis (case in point: Jenny "camping" in her home for 2 weeks) but there's only so far a tired, sweaty, grumpy, pregnant woman can be pushed before she almost goes postal on her family. Luckily, I didn't get to that point until about 5 hours before our power was restored yesterday. Sorry again, Kevin. Love ya! *Muwah!*

4. Never take for granted that you can walk into your grocery store and get what you need. Both before, during and after this fiasco, our grocery store shelves have been alarmingly bare. I went last night, to get a few things, once our fridge was safely back up and running and all of the things that people obviously threw out during the outage were gone from the shelves (namely, mayo). It's very odd (and unsettling) to see empty shelves at a grocery store.

5. Kids spend way too much time inside the house in this day and age. During the outage, we saw more kids outside playing, riding bikes, at the park, then we even knew existed! It was very sad actually, to see families spending time with each other outside, at dusk; visiting with neighbors on the porch; etc., during this power outage because it's something that you just don't often see anymore.

6. I don't see how parents managed without air conditioning in the past. Poor Anna has had a pesky rash throughout this whole ordeal, initially brought on by heat. There is, however, nothing sweeter than the smell of a sweaty toddler head in the morning.

7. You really lose touch with what's going on in the world when you lack internet and cable tv (all of the local channels--which is all we could get with our Jurica-engineered rabbit ears--were only showing "Hurricane Ike: The Aftermath"-type of specials). For instance, standing in line at the grocery store last night, reading the magazine covers, I read that Clay Aiken is gay. REALLLLY? Wow. Color me shocked. (sarcasm)

In a nutshell, I'm so glad that this ordeal is over and I'm so ready to begin enjoying my favorite time of year. I have a lot of Fall decorating to do around here. Last night, at the grocery store, I saw a lady with about 8-10 pumpkins in her shopping cart. I totally understood her logic. It just feels so nice to be able to think about decorating with pumpkins, while for the past couple of weeks, we've all been focused on just getting by. Late last week, I was resigned to the idea of having to get a second generator in order to run our Christmas lights this year, so things are definitely looking up! Thanks to everyone for your offers of places to stay and just general well-wishes during this time. We were very lucky and are even luckier now that it looks like it's finally behind us.

Thursday, September 25, 2008

Nothing to report but...

an update, just for giggles. Still no power at our house. I'm really, really, really trying to be patient and count my blessings (markedly, the fact that our house is not damaged at all) but 2 weeks with no power is no day at the spa. Honestly, it's really not that bad. I think that Kevin and I have finally stopped reaching for the light switch in the closet every time we go in there, only to fruitlessly yank at it in the dark. The generator that we've borrowed has been great for keeping the stuff in the fridge sort of cool-ish. We can also run the tv, (albeit with Kevin's make-shift, wire hanger rabbit ears) the coffeemaker, the hair dryer, a few lamps and a fan for Anna's room. Those conveniences make all the difference in the world. As I drive down our street everyday and I see countless houses with piles of moldy, damp carpet piled high on their curb, I thank my lucky stars that we don't have a damp house to contend with, in addition to the lack of power.

Centertpoint has continued to push back our estimated date of power restoration so many times that 1. I've lost count and 2. I don't even pay attention to their promises anymore. Seems silly anyway to try and make those sort of sweeping, generalized promises in the first place. Something that is unsettling is that we're seeing next to zero progress on the power outage in our area. The intersections all around us are still in disrepair and darn scary to contend with most times of day (night especially). People in other parts of town have spoken of giant caravans of energy trucks taking over their neighborhood, working 24 hours a day. We've seen no such thing so far. Today, I went down the street directly behind us, as I saw several large, important-looking trucks with lights on top parked in the street. I got prematurely excited. As I approached, I saw that the trucks weren't energy trucks but instead were gunite trucks. Guess someone thought this was a good week to blow some gunite into their swimming pool. For shame for getting my stupid little hopes up.

In the meantime, my teeth feel like they're rotting out of my head, due to the insane amount of HFCS (come on, people...High Fructose Corn Syrup) that I'm consuming on a daily basis. Seems as though most of the "convenience" foods to which we've been relying on lately for sustenance all contain lots of the stuff. My colon is probably also going to fall out of my butt soon, due to a lack of fresh vegetables. I went down the canned veggie aisle at the grocery store the other day, but just couldn't bring myself to do it.

This post has turned into a pity party--a pity party that I have no business throwing for myself. The thing is, we have so much to be thankful for in light of this whole ordeal. Realistically, we're managing surprisingly well--especially considering that we have a toddler in our home, several (cough) cats and a very prissy mama/wife. The latest news from Centerpoint is that some areas won't get power back until November and that a lot of our intersections will be not-functioning for upwards to 6 months. I have a very bad premonition that we'll be the ones BBQ-ing our turkey this year for Thanksgiving but we will still have a lot to be thankful for.

Sunday, September 21, 2008

Belated Update

It's not that I've been too lazy to post, it's that darn, lack of power. In a nutshell, we survived Hurricane Ike. Our house held up beautifully--not a creak or a moan from it, even in the midst of 100+ mph winds. Our power went out late Friday night and hasn't been back since (it's currently Sunday morning--9 days later, if you're keeping score). The cool front that arrived the day after Ike was a blessing, as it made living with open windows and grilling every meal outside very pleasant. The humidity began to creep back in mid-week, so Anna and I took off to get some laundry done and some visiting taken care of with my family. Now, we're visiting Kevin's family and plan to be hobos once we get back to Houston, traveling around to whomever has power and mooching off of them for air conditioning.

So, thank you all for your concern and for diligently checking the blog for updates. Believe me, as soon as we have power and internet restored at home, I'll be blogging with gusto. I have lots to tell you. Lots.

Friday, September 12, 2008

A bedtime update

Ok, I'm off to bed. We still have power, no rain yet and steady winds. We're all heading to bed with flashlights in tow as we really don't expect to have power when we wake up in the morning.

If I don't update after this, we haven't died, we just don't have power and/or internet.
Still no rain, but man, the wind has picked up (to say the least). I have no idea what sort of MPH we're looking at, but there are lots of little branches and sticks all over the yard. The petite bebe went to bed early, in her own room, but we're anticipating setting up the pack n play in our room, in case either she wakes up in the middle of the night or we get worried about the weather.

The rain is supposed to be on it's way now, so our power might go away soon.

Update

Not much to update. It's sprinkled here very briefly--more of a mist, if anything. The tropical storm gusts have begun occasionally. I just saw a squirrel scamper quite quickly across our backyard, as a result of an exceptionally strong gust. We still have power and all of the luxurious amenities that we're accustomed to, so we're golden. For now.

The calm before Ike





So far, we're totally fine. It's not raining yet and it's only moderately breezy. We have tons of food, tons of water (both drinking and other), flashlights, batteries, 3 laptops among us, 7 cats in the house and one toddler hopped up on brownies.

I'll try to post throughout the storm, as long as the power stays on. Please wish us the best, but more importantly the people of Galveston. It's a really neat, historic city and I'm afraid that it might not be around after this storm.

Tuesday, September 09, 2008

So sad, so true and yet, so funny

We've had a bit of Hurricane Fatigue around here these days (although I vowed to never use that term after seeing and hearing it all day yesterday on the news). We've had a series of close calls with major storms and I think that most people that I know are just holding out for the next couple of weeks (the peak of hurricane season, if you can imagine it) to pass. The news stations don't make matters any easier, by sensationalizing everything and throwing the masses into widespread panic.

I found this online and, while it is pretty ugly and mean, it is about as accurate a portrayal of our local tv news as any. Hope that you enjoy it--it made me blow coffee out of my nose this morning.*

*Sorry about the computer keyboard, Kevin. I'll clean it up, I promise.




Hurricane Bound For Texas Slowed By Large Land Mass To The South

Friday, September 05, 2008

Oh, yeah. About that other human...

Since I've been blathering on about Anna and school, I thought it was about time for a pregnancy update. I'm approaching 16 weeks. 16 weeks! That's 4 months, in case you aren't up to doing the math. I find that it's crazy how quickly it's going already. This pregnancy is a little different from my pregnancy with Anna. For starters, the odd symptoms, but also the fact that we're not hanging on very Babycenter update and evaluating my every pain and twitch. In fact, when people ask when I'm due, I usually can't remember. I honestly don't recall if it's Feb. 27 or 28. The rest of the family seems to feel the same. When I showed the pictures from my latest ultrasound, most people were like, "Oh, ok. That's interesting". Poor second child.

On a brighter note, I'm feeling better. The 4pm "ick" is all but a distant memory. In fact, on most days, I finally look up at the clock at about 5pm and realize that I haven't gagged at all that day. The bedtime "ick" is still a little present, (and by "little present" I mean, I still have a little of it...not that it's like a little, carefully and lovingly wrapped gift) but I'm dealing with it. I'm also not having to get up to pee 45 times a night, which is a very welcome change. In the months leading up to this, I would have serious concerns at 3:30am that the sheer volume of toilet paper in the unflushed toilet (I let it mellow, in case you're wondering) would wreak havoc on our new, shiny sewer system when I finally did flush at about 7am--or approximately 4 pees later that morning. These days, I find that, after my approximate 10:30pm tinkle, I'm golden (pardon the pun) until early morning. It's grand and I fully intend to enjoy it until the third trimester, when things take a turn for the worse.

In Anna news (because I've already devoted way too much space to that "other" kid): Her second day of school didn't go quite as smoothly as the first, according to Mrs. Joan, her teacher. She cried more than on Tuesday and fought her nap. When I went to pick her up, she was chugging a sippy cup that said, "Connor" on it and had strawberries all over her face and arms. I didn't pack strawberries in her lunch, so who knows what kind of anarchy went down in Mrs. Joan's Honeybee class yesterday.

Thursday, September 04, 2008

Second Day of School

Only one of us cried today, and it actually wasn't Mama, so we're making progress already.

No worries, I won't be taking her picture before school everyday. I'll spare you the "Anna's 629th Day of School" pictures in the future!

Tuesday, September 02, 2008

First Day of School


This picture shows the results of a good night's rest, a hearty bowl of cereal for breakfast, a freshly-scrubbed face and a little Aveda product in the hair. Ready to take on the first day of school.

Anna's first day of school went well. She immediately began playing with toys when we got to her classroom. This afforded me the opportunity to make a hasty, undetected escape. I left the classroom, shut the door behind me and promptly burst into tears. Luckily, I wasn't the only one crying. There were several 3 years olds in tears as well.

When I went to pick her up, she was clearly exhausted from a full day. I was concerned that she'd get emotional when she saw me (which, in turn, would make me lose it again) but she just looked up at me and said, "Go?"--like, "can we please go now?". I did feel good because she blew kisses to her teachers and to the other kids in her class. I suppose she felt compelled to bid them all a fond adieu and let them know how much she enjoyed her time with them. Too bad she won't ever see them again. At least not until Thursday. Poor Anna--she has no idea what she's in for.
This is the result of 5 hours of intense moderately-germy-toy-playing, snack-eating, story-listening, Jesus Loves Me-singing and teacher-charming.