We made it to my parents house in The Woodlands, and are hunkering down. It took us 2 1/2 hours to get here the first time (yes, we made two trips... one to bring my car and the boat, the other to bring us, the both trucks, and everything else). The second trip took the normal time. No evacuation traffic at all.
If any of you were watching the Weather Channel this morning, then you saw one of their reporters, Mike Betts, reporting live from the northwest side of our island we call "A Little Slice of Paradise," and that would be Clear Lake Shores. It's probably never a good thing when the Weather Channel is broadcasting live from where you live.
With that said, Ike is now predicted to hit Galveston directly, which is an all-around shitty situation for us. When we left yesterday, the park across the street from us had already begun to flood from the higher tides. They are predicting 17-22 feet tidal surge, and that will put our house in shambles. Add to that 100 mph winds and who knows what else, we're not expecting good things when we return. I know that's not a very good attitude to have, but you know what they say... prepare for the worst, and hope for the best.
I shed a few tears when we left and last night, and I didn't sleep much last night. We're definitely prepared for the worst, so anything other than the worst will be welcome.
Thank you all for your help and your prayers. Jay and I are very fortunate to have such great friends all around this great country. Those of you that are hundreds and thousands of miles away... thank you for your texts, phone calls and prayers. Those of you in the Houston area that have offered your help and a place to stay, that means the world to us. We appreciate that so much. And for those who came over to help us load the trucks and who took some stuffr of ours to their house, you have no idea what that means to us. Thank you all. We are so blessed to have such amazing friends. We love you!
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