I am hoping that you guys get a new A/C . . . that might mean we get a new roof.
I would promise to keep my fingers crossed, but I got more combat rehearsal Friday night and that makes handling a rapier very difficult.
We live in Conroe and in 1983 when Alicia came to town we were without power for six days. I’ll never forget crouching in the closet and wondering if that howling wind would ever stop. We cooked outside for every meal and our children loved it. We all cried when the power came back on. August in southeast Texas is a new kind of hot.