Rain

                I took a break from painting today and watched David so that Brittany could sleep.   I started making the bracelets for the camp we are going to start for the kids in the tent cities and in the neighborhood.  I need to make 60 of them and I’m about half way there I think.

                We are having a thunder and lightning storm right now and its like someone is literally dumping buckets of water on us.  This is the type of rain you need to raise your voice to talk over.  I can't imagine what the people in the tent cities are going through.  It doesn’t matter if you have a tarp over you if you are trying to sleep in a foot of water or mud.  I feel guilty for sleeping in a queen sized bed with fans and bug spray and clean water.  I might sleep on the floor tonight I don’t like lightning and my bed is next to the window. 

There is a large crack in our ceiling and one of the rooms is flooding -- it's about an inch deep. I don’t think it will come into the rest of the house because that room is falling off the house so its lower.

Things are just so odd here and they don’t even phase you.  Part of the house is flooding, no big deal.  Part of the house is falling off, no big deal.  There's cockroaches in the fridge, whatever.  My room is covered in ants, yum protein.  You can walk past a room in somone’s house and a woman is in labor, that happens everyday.   The roads look like dry riverbeds, don’t yours look like that?  The list goes on.  I’m going to have a problem coming back to the states if I think this is normal.