Last night at Andrew's ballgame and today as I was walking into Sam's, strangers striking up conversation about the weather with me were commenting on how hot it is here. A week in New Orleans sort of changes one's perspective on that one. This current 90 degree weather ranks more like "a little warm" in my book right now.
Being down there for a week sort of changes my perspective on a lot of things. Getting my new print framed and on my wall seems a little trivial when I think of the people down there that would be happy just to have a wall to hang somethng on. Rushing to the kids ballgames makes me pause to think about all the little league teams not playing in New Orleans for the last two years.
I know we were only a few states away, but the condition of the area since the storms makes me feel like I was in another country. Last night I went and walked around Target just because I could. I wanted to feel like I was back in civilization again. The only businesses open down there are Walgreen's, Home Depot, Winn-Dixie and a handful of fast food restaurants. My sleeping bag was really hot to sleep on top of and I had considered purchasing a twin fitted sheet while I was there, but I wouldn't have the foggiest idea where to go to get one. After gutting someone's house, vacuuming my floor somehow pales in comparison. Someone mentioned to me yesterday how badly we need the rain because everyone's yards are turning brown. I'm not denying that's true, but I thought. "So what. At least we have a yard. And it's not filled with debris, broken glass, tree limbs, overgrowth, and insects the size of Oldsmobiles."
I'll quit rambling. It's almost time to watch my baby girl kick some softball boody. Her tournament starts tonight. If your interested in watching some very good softball games tomorrow, I can hook you up. I expect the BG Thunder to win the championship!
Friday, June 15, 2007
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I know what you are talking about. I felt the same way when I returned from Florida after Hurricane Andrew. It takes awhile to start feeling "normal" again (whatever that really means) - and at some point you will. You are blessed to have been able to have that experience and take Andrew with you. It really does make you more thankful for what you have here at home :-)
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