So this is my second attempt. (The power keeps going out and threatening my sanity.) Despite the downed powerlines, trees, and fences, we all fared rather well. (btw, Barefoot's hurricane party wasn't as fun as she made it sound...apparently she can't kick Katrina's ass.) It looks like someone scattered confetti of leaves, branches, shingles, and misc. debris across our streets and yards. Nothing that a rake and a few nails can't fix.
I wish we could say the same thing for New Orleans. I don't feel like myself. My heart just aches for those who are still trying to survive through the aftermath. It is absolutely devastating. Please continue to keep your thoughts and prayers with them. While the historical city (now 80% underwater) can be rebuilt or fixed, those lives lost cannot be replaced.
And while I do have some good stories and pictures to share, I am in mourning. And until my absorption with MSNBC, CNN, and Fox News subsides...my mood will continue to be somber and reserved. It was comforting to know you were all concerned about us, and as soon as I can form a coherent thought, I'll post again.