The wind died off and rain let up for a bit late Saturday. I ventured outside the backdoor with my camera and took this shot.

I spoke a bit too quickly in my last post about this tree making it without a problem. You can also see the wood that fell off my house laying in the bushes. The black patches in the grass are shingles.

Looking here you can see the poor thing almost became totally up rooted. Going to get some dirt to cover thsee roots and stakes to support her. She was flattened by Hurricane Rita so I am confident she can recover from this too. You cannot see here, but there are lots of green leaves in the grass too, courtesy of Hurricane Ike’s pruning winds.

Over by the garage the neighbor’s fences was pushed in. This is the only fence damage around my home’s perimeter. But my poor bush got all beat up and mangled. Going to have to stake this one for sure and trim off some branches too.

This is a pre-Ike photo of this tree. The pic I took of it did not come out and I am too lazy to go take a quick snapshot. This one is knocked over a bit too. Going to have to restake her too.

On this shot you can see where the wind sheared paint off the wood. Pretty powderful blowing there, huh? That corner is my upstairs office from where I am typing these words now.

My little truck made it just fine. But a joint from someone’s gutter is laying in my frontyard. The paint covering it is the wrong color for my house. I placed it on my door step for now. Hopefully they neighbor can find it and reuse this piece.

Not sure if you can tell but there is loose board on my roof. You can see it where the roof juts up to the lower right of the chimney. Now I know the board in the bushes came from my home. Both boards were blown off the chimney. They are just ornamental really. They serve the purpose of making the chimney’ edges look better. The chimney that extends outside the house is metal pipe hidden by this wooden facade. So no leaking should come of it. I also don’t see any bald spots on the ground, so the shingles in the yard may not belong to me. Going to have to climb up there to verify. Damn I hate heights too.
Down the street on the opposite corner (I’m the ninth house from the corner) a large tree lays on its side. This was a beautiful oak, taller than the two-story home’s yard that it lay in now. The street signs are also uprooted and one is twisted like a pretzel. I did not take pictures of these. In my gut it did not feel right to do so.
Watched more TV and there are curfews in certain areas even though it is day time. We finally got phone calls from my missus’ siblings and they are okay. That was good news indeed. The evening was spent watching more Angel Season 2.
I woke up Sunday morning and outside the rain poured . Looking outside the world seemed spookily devoid of other life. Of course no one wants to go out in the rain. Right? No newspaper had been delivered and it was not really expected either. Felt kind of lazy so I went to my office and played Neverwinter Nights. Find it hard to focus on any thing. Strange.
In the afternoon I decided to go out. The missus had a grocery list prepared. I drove to the grocer in New Territories. There were numerous fences and trees knocked down along the way. But no major home damage that I could see, which is comforting. There is a gas station near the grocery store and a long line of cars waits to fuel up. Later I heard that some folks were waiting hours to get gas across the city. Sometimes they watched as the gas prices rose while they waited in the que.
My first stop at the store was the DVD rental machine or Red Box. Wanted to get The Other Boleyn Woman for my missus but the machine is not operating. Then I went into shop. The fruits and vegetables were slim pickings at best. I have never seen so many empty spaces in this department. There was no fresh meat or seafood to be found. Empty shelves smelled of bleach and the chillers were on but without any items to chill. I went to the bread aisle and not a single loaf to be found. I laughed to myself when I passed the beer coolers. Fully stocked and chilling. At least something cold could be had. I passed. The frozen food section was blocked off with palleted goods. This also blocked acess to dairy products as well as frozen vegetables, ice cream and frozen processed foods. I suspect they had to dump whatever had been stocked prior to Ike.
I returned home still in a bit of fog. The things you take for granted. Felt bad that I could not get my family much of what I went shopping for. I misplaced a bag on the kitchen floor and thought I left it at the store. So back to the grocer I drove. Looked at the cart I left and it was empty. Parked and called home before going inside to curse at the sack boy. My wife found my missing bag on the floor, which saved me from a potentially embarassing scene.
On the way home I decided to visit the grocer that is closer to my house. They have a Blue Box for DVDs and it too did not work. I am betting the took them down so that they would not clog up the phone lines that they use for charging to customer credit and debit cards. Save the lines for emergency use. Since I was here I decided to see what they had in stock. Here too the frozen food aisles were blocked off, but staff were on the other side. These folks were yanking all of the frozen products off of the shelves and tossing them on the ground. Others were taking those items and stacking them onto palleted crates. I wonder where they would haul those products off to? But I guess they could not take a chance on selling contaminated products. There was so much food strewn across the floor too..
The good news at this store is I found three loaves of Whole Wheat Bread. I grabbed one. They also had the store brand’s white bread and enriched bread too. Lots of those loaves were on the shelf, but I do not eat enriched flour. Not healthy. They also had fresh eggs and the milk section was stocked like nothing happened. So I grabbed a dozen eggs and two gallons of milk and checked out. While in the line I heard some of the folks discuss how they were still without power. I feel so fortunate.
Got home and the missus was worried as she did not know I went to the other store. Talked to some friends on the phone and was happy to hear they are well. One waited for an hour to get gas and could not find any dairy available near him. He has small grandchildren at his home. I told him to come to my place and we can get ‘er done.
There are a lot of cars parked at neighboring houses. People looking for a/c and the bonding of families and friends. I have invited my missus family and some friends to come by. But so far no takers. It can be rough to get around. Some roads remain flooded. And Houston has a curfew from nine in the evening until six in the morning for the rest of the week.
The kids were excited as Houston Independent School District announced the earliest that schools and offices would open is Thursday. Since then we have learned my daughter’s school is closed all week and my son’s school remains without power. His school said it cannot open until power is restored, but fortunately did not have major damage. So the rug rats are on “holiday.” My missus is working away in her office as any other day. After I post this blog I am going to pay some bills and try to hustle to make some buckaroos. Wonder how much money is the cost for painting my house?