Thursday night (September 1) was hectic. First I was watching the
latest news about New Orleans and its citizens. I was already in
tears in a matter of moments. That's been a ritual for me every
night this week.
I went online to saw the news about Fats Domino being missing.
That created more tears because I am a fan of his music ("Ain't That A
Shame" "Blueberry Hill" "I'm Walking" and so many others). After
surfing the 'Net for awhile I remembered that I had to get some
groceries and gas. Also I had my free energy healing appointment
at Open Doors in Brighton.
As I drove I saw a lot of cars out and was shocked to see a line of
cars at one gas station. The price of regular gas was
$2.99! I wanted to put my car in line but I had my appointment at
8:30 so I headed towards the grocery store.
I saw so many gas stations with the prices going over $3 made my head
spin. Seeing cars in line made think about the 1970s when Nixon
and Carter were Presidents and had their own energy crises. Never
thought I see cars in line again at the gas stations.
I had such a busy night because I also had to get something to eat
because I didn't bother to make myself dinner before going out. I
was too distracted by the TV news.
When I got back over to the gas station that had the $2.99 regular gas,
the price went up to $3.10. Then I saw the hand-written sign on
the pump I pulled up next to. It said "Out of Regular Gas."
I had to drive some other station that had a larger price for regular
gas.
Eventually I got some gas into my car, but I didn't fill it all the
way. I am starting to have visions of my car sitting somewhere
with an empty gas tank that I won't able to pay for because of the high
costs.
Btw, I got home by 10:30 pm. Better late than never.
After I woke up the next morning, I heard good news. Fats Domino
was rescued from his flooded house in New Orleans. I cried tears
of relief.
Saturday, September 3, 2005
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I got good news from my cousin Johnny in New Orleans. He, his wife and their kids are fine. My cousin Doug is there now restoring electricity. He is a lineman. I was a little afraid when I heard of that lineman being killed and prayed for Doug. He's okay. I called his wife yesterday. I feel like a weight is lifted off my shoulders knowing that Johnny is safe. Johnny works at the hospital where they were getting people off the roof. He was raised in New Orleans.
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