Pictures of Katrina and Rita 2005

Hurricane Katrina hits New Orleans, 8/2005

Saw this on every house. Explains the result of the search of the house.

On my morning drive to work.

The levee break that flooded my Aunties home.

Hackberry, LA Disaster Recovery Center where I worked for 4 months.
Or as I liked to call "The bottom of the world."
I flew out over Hackberry and it literally looked like a strip through a mud puddle.





The before and after Rita pictures of Holly Beach 15 miles south of Hackberry, LA.


Me working hard for SBA/FEMA mobile unit in remote Sulfur, LA.

Manny working hard even on his last day.

Team Hackberry Dennis, Me, Justin and Rob workin hard.

and then there's Chris!

Gotta love him. LOL

Anniversaries, Adventures in Love.

My husband and I celebrated our 7th wedding anniversary this year. It had not been an easy year, but I wouldn't say it was the toughest. We reflect on our relationship and talk about things we want out of the next year. The 7th anniversary celebration was stolen moments after putting the kids to bed I froze two goblets(we bought the year before in Memphis), dipped the edges in chocolate and filled them with a fruity Champagne with some strawberries to accompany the drink.

On our 6th wedding anniversary I was working in Missouri and I flew him out to meet me in Memphis Tennessee. A quiet anniversary without kids in a town that needed exploration. No, I didn't drag him to Graceland. We did go down Beal St. and drove around the area quite a bit. For our anniversary dinner we had Carribean Cuisine. It was like a date that lasted a weekend!

Maybe a sorry comparison of events, but the day means the same.

Love, partnership and marriage.

I wonder what our 8th anniversary and that year will bring?

Still after seven years of marriage, he still gets to me.

Lioness roars"You will listen now."

You may ask "Why would you bring up New Orleans and Katrina again?" Well, because it was one of the most wonderful adventures I had been on in years. I met great people explored many new things, from locations to Hookah Bars. I met very interesting people. For the first two months I had awesome eye candy!That's right. I'm talk'n about all the Federal Agents that I dinned with two to three times a day. The men in blue, camo and what ever else they were wearing. Yum. I was forced out of my shell.

I am proud of my participation in the relief efforts for Katrina and Rita even if I suffered some PTSD after wards. I am told people ignore or change the subject when I bring up Katrina and Rita because it makes them uncomfortable. When they do this they do not realize that this was my life for 7 months. I lived in the disaster ridden cities. Everytime I walked outside my hotel it was there. This was not the news. You couldn't just turn it off when it got too much for you. I listened to New Orleans citizens everyday tell me of the horror that happened, the injustice and the crime of humanities that happened. Neighbor against neighbor. What was I supposed to do with that information? Stay quiet. I guess I assumed that because I listened, that other's would listen to me when I shared my experience. I guess my deeds didn't warrant this courtesy. However I am the one behind the keyboard now and the Lioness in me roars, "You will listen now."

The picture is of the street Tchoupitoulas exit(we called it "Snuffleupagas") one of the first things that greeted me when I drove to my hotel the first day in New Orleans. Remember I knew nothing about the layout of the city and cars were parked every which way. My first thought was normal back then "Who the hell is playing tricks on me?" "That's just mean." My whole stay in New Orleans and even when I came back on New Years the sign was not fixed.

The other picture is of the guys Manny, Brad, Chris, I worked/lived with in New Orleans as we partied above Bourbon St. in September 2005.

And now, the news.

Now that introductions are out of the way, let's get down to the news.

Currently our whim to move to Oregon has come to light again.

Nothing committed yet but thoughts are free.

Jake is potty training and I bost as a proud mama that I am, he came and told me last night "Um. mama. I have to go potty." He went and sat on the potty and peed! YES! Not yet repeated. We are getting there.

Okay on to less biological functioning subjects.

I am working for Philips Lifeline(medical alert monitoring service for elderly)as an installer. Absoulutely no sales. Sites are given to me and I schedule them. I have been doing the Placerville area up 50. Now the second and last batch of people are as far away as Chico up 99, Georgetown up 80 and Pollack Pines/Grizzly Flats up 50. My poor car has had it. Too many hills for the old Volvo she is resting in the shop to see if she'll make it. As a result I have been off for this last week.

I have roughly a week and a half of work left. Then that's it. I think they activate you when they have further installations to do. The money would be great if the car worked and I won't have to finish with a rental and daycare wasn't $300 a week.

Too much of the complaining. Or is it just life?

Welcome to "Heather Unlimited"

You knew it would happen one day. One day there would be a blog all about Heather that everyone could access without excuses.

I have so many people spread out in the world that this is the only way they can keep up with me.

I see this as a private news cast about Heather. That is why I call it "Heather Unlimited".

I will try and include a picture when I post a blog. I'm not sure I am that savvy yet. Bare with me.

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