Current mood:

worried

Mother Fucking Santa Anas
So, Brian and Linds have taken the kids and gone north. I'll find out where they land when they land there. We can't afford for them to stay anywhere very long unless some friends take them in. But Chad has asthma, and the smoke comes and goes. And with a baby, a toddler and a wheezing kid, and a dad who's working extra shifts, wtf are you supposed to do? We're just lucky our home isn't threatened.

Linds has friends in SF, and they'll stay there a couple days if the friends say okay. Otherwise they'll hole up in a motel if they can find one. I should have sent them Monday.

Maybe there's a reason I was driven to the computer, here alone with the dog and cat. In checking out my flist, I'm really worried about my friend Mandy a_phoenixdragon. I wish I could help. There are so many people who care, and all we can do is just ask you to hang in there. Hopefully you can feel these positive thoughts and they help in some small way. (Hey, go talk to the bank and explain, and I'll bet they'll drop any fines. Bri's done that before with Katie on his lap, and that seemed to work.)