BORed: I want to eat a chicken, a whole damn chicken
By Matt Hardigree
The restaurants are closed, but the windows are boarded. A full day of effort and we've gotten the 2nd floor of my grandfather's house (two doors down) and my entire house boarded up. That just leaves cleaning up the backyards and nailing a few boards on the first floor of grandfather's place (which, compared to the 2nd floor, is going to be a dream).
An Aunt and Uncle made it in (after 8 hours) from Clear Lake, and are now out of harms way. The current track looks to take the eyewall pretty close to us, of course it could be a Cat 1`by then, still nothing to scoff at.
My baby is safe and sound after a 20 hour trip from Sugar Land to Austin (compared to the usual 3.25 hours). She said she had one bathroom break, no sleep and is so far past miserable that she almost doesn't feel bad. I feel great, knowing that she's safe. Now I want to eat a whole damn chicken.
Posted by Matt Hardigree at September 22, 2005 05:21 PM
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