Well, it finally happened. A real, live hurricane right here in the Bayou City. It's still a little unreal and I'm not sure how everything's going to pan out, but here's a little blow-by-blow (ha ha... a little hurricane humor).
Day 1--Thursday, September 11:
I woke up with a fever & decided to call in sick. At this point, Ike was forcasted to come towards us, but as of the previous night, there were mandatory evacuations for the coastal areas, but nothing for my area. After I called in, I turned on the news to see that nothing had changed... or so I thought.
I went back to sleep, only to be awakened by a panicked call from my friend Monika... things had changed & we were now in a mandatory evac. I thought she was wrong, so I turned on the TV. After a minute of running around my house yelling inappropriate words, I started making calls.
By 10:30 I was ready to go & had made arrangements to travel with my friend Rebecca & her two kids (Caleb and Micah) and my animals and to caravan with two other families to College Station. Rebecca's hubby was out of town on a business trip & she was very worried about travelling alone. Problem: my water heater had been leaking for 2 days and I was waiting for the repair guy. He just wasn't getting there in time, so the guys turned off my water, locked up the house and we were on the road.
It took us 4 hours to get to College Station by backroads (the freeway was packed and that route probably took over 6 hours). When we got there, Rebecca & I checked into a hotel and breathed a sigh of relief as the boys jumped on the bed.
Day 2--Friday, September 12
We woke up late & turned on the TV to find that Galveston was already flooded, even though the wind, rain and storm surge were hours away. We wandered down to a lovely breakfast at the hotel. After breakfast, we asked at the front desk about rooms for that night... and there were none. Disappointed, we went upstairs, packed up the kids & animals & headed out. We went over to the College Station Stake Center where the Church had set up an evac shelter & checked in. We spent the day trying to get the animals settled (they couldn't stay at the church, so a local feed store w/ kennels too them in), & at McDonald's, letting the boys burn some energy.
We met up with the other 2 families (who were staying w/ family) for dinner & spent an hour on the phone trying to find another hotel room. There were NONE... not one. We went to the church expecting to sleep on the floor. We were pleasantly surprised to find thick foam mattresses, bedding and tons of food.
My biggest issue with staying at the church was lack of access to TV & updates on the storm. Some of the other evacuees got the TV in the church to pick up a Spanish station and regular phone calls kept us informed.
We settled in for the night to our little room (the kind they use for Primary), very worried about what we'd find the next day.

Day 3--Saturday, September 14
We woke up to wind & a little rain. From what we could gather, the eye had hit Galveston head on & parts of the island were pretty well destroyed. Reports came in throughout the day & we found that while coastal areas were badly flooded, Clear Lake was largely spared.
We stayed in for most of the day as Ike rolled through College Station at a Cat 1.:

(notice the tree down behind the car...)
By evening, the weather had cleared and those who were out & about were treated to an amazing sunset:

Day 4--Sunday, September 15
The big question of the day: Do we stay or do we go? We found out that most of the apartments in our ward had power, but most houses (Rebecca's and mine among them) didn't. The other 2 families opted to go home. After finding out that Rebecca's husband would fly into San Antonio & drive to College Station to meet us, and that our stake presidency was urging members not to come back yet, we decided to stay. A lovely member family invited us to dinner & gave Rebecca a much needed break from two very out of sorts boys. My concerns about my poor dog being locked up in a small kennel were alleviated by a lovely couple who took him in to their apartment & gave him all sorts of love and attention (minor miracle... the Lord is in the details!!).
We settled in for one final night. At 11 pm, there was some chaos in the hall. I went o find out what the rucus was, only to find the local bishop, the priesthood brethren on duty and most of the evacuees cheering in the hallway. The Church had just delivered a truckful of humanitarian aid food & water! We had plenty of food already, thanks to the wonderful College Station members, but there was definitely need for that food.
Day 4--Monday, September 16
Kind of a rough night, but I woke up ready for a nice breakfast & leisurely drive home. As I got in line for a shower, I saw Rebecca's husband, John, with his arms full of stuff, headed out to the car. So much for a leisurely morning! John had to get his rental down to Bush Airport by noon. We threw everything in the car & Bishop Garlic packed in as much of the humanitarian supplies as could fit, while leaving room for animals. I picked up the animals, the Jacklins headed off down the road to make the deadline.
I took my time heading home. The further south I got, the more damage I saw. I had already heard from my neighbor that the front of my house was OK, but I was worried about the sycamore tree in the back.
Here's what I found:
Looks OK from this angle... but notice that the leaves on the trees are almost gone

The view out the back door...

Didn't damage the roof too much:

The fence, on the other hand:

Lots of damage around town, too. Some lights were out and others were... well:

Since I had neither water nor power, I headed over to stay w/ my bishop & his wife, who love Osito and were happy to have us stay.
And, here I am.
Tomorrow, I'll go clean up my yard and see to fixing the fence.
... and maybe think more about moving back to the NW. ;0)
Random anectdote: my boss called on Sunday. My classroom had been harpooned by a piece of lumber. My first thought: "I sure hope someone got a picture!"
*EDIT*
...And somebody did:

That's my classroom on the right. (So glad no one was there!)


Is it completely inappropriate that I find this hilarious??