So B"H my parents, my grandparents, my aunt and uncle and cousins are all fine... hot (no power), under-bathed (little water), dark (at night - see no power), but fine. Few fences blown down, little rain leaking in at the windows.. but fine.
YAY! Thank you God!
It's been very strange, reading all the news reports online and watching videos and stuff, and then looking up to my landscape of... dry. Arid. Dusty. Hot (well, THAT's the same). Air-conditioned (thank you God again!). And I never thought I'd feel this way about Israel, but it's so nice to have ENOUGH water (our multi-year drought notwithstanding).
(I started that blog yesterday. Now they have decent water pressure back, thank God, but still no power... and oh, the phone line stopped working too. Sigh.)
I still feel guilty using my air conditioning, my water... going to the gas station without waiting in line (but still, alas, paying far more than my parents would). It's so strange - I feel I ought to be there, but the last thing Houston needs now is one more kvetchy, sweaty, uncomfortable person. And I really LIKE electricity, you know?
Which reminds me, that Sarah Rochel is now tall enough to reach the lowest button in the elevator. (Whew - had to get her in there SOMEWHERE.)