Inventory

I can't seem to focus on any single thought since the faces of everyone I know in my community are flashing behind my eyes. Where are all the people we love? Are they safe? Please let us know if you have any information about the unknowns. These are the people I just thought of, we may add more.
love,
Jacqui and Sean

Let Love Rule



Those we know are ok:

• Sean and Jacqui
• Jeff Finn
• Ryan Finn
• Daniel Bobeck
• Jenny and Jay
• Laine, Joanne and Dennis
• William Czjaka
• Kaysey, Steve, Cass, and Nick
• Ben and Ama
• Julie Louse
• Randy Clark
• Gipson Blanchard
• The Foultons
• The Saladinos
• Red Devit
• Kathryn Wheat
• Duane and Family
• DJ Soulsister
• Christian and LiLi Barahonna
• Ren and Bobby
• Peck Family
• Katie and Claire Triplett
• Obriens and Rose
• Cass, Heather, Kay and LouisChris Radcliff
• Paddy and Elsa Mackey
• Jordan
• Lloyd and Mya
• Jude Mathews
• Shannah and Jonah Langenbeck
• Sarah and Rick
• Mike Lenore
• Jackson Kowles
• Jeffery Chamblis
• Millie and Willie Clark
• The Montalbanos
• Bradley Sabin
• Kate Cromwell
• Chris Radcliff
• Billy and Nikki Southern
• Ren and Bobby
• Amelia
• Sunshine and Jheri
• Joe and Crispin
• Sonny

Unheard From:

• Scotty and Jennifer Rattery
• Jerry Ropollo
• Missy and Dave
• April and Jeremy
• Ruby Nunnery, Leslie, Rob, and Remmi
• Earnest
• Greg Surry and Julie P
• Paddy and Elsa Mackey
• Noel and Gretchen
• Jessica Thompson
• Mark from Circle Auto
• Monistare Family
• Grace Baptist Family
• Dave Morris
• Doug Dietrich
• Angela and Julie
• James Clark
• Michelle and Eric
• Renne Morrisey
• Mac McLaughlin
• Brian Whitead
• Dave and Billy Constance

Contact info

O.K. Here is the long awaited contact list. I know that many people are worried about us. The 504 area code seems to be cursed by a defunct network.

Keep in mind that we will be moving around quite a bit.
Email:
sclark88@hotmail.com
nolajacqui@yahoo.com

Jacqui cell: 504.460.1667
Sean cell: 504.495.4265
Paul’s House: 904.460.1030

Jacqui’s Mom (Peggy):727.734.8729

I also intend to maintain this blog to keep you all abreast of our adventures.

I just can’t say it enough, Thanks everyone.

We are all ok.

The past few days have given me a new reverence for technology. Through cell phones and email, we have been able to tally the heartbeats from our loved ones. Most of my fellow refugees have been sitting cozy in Texas and Florida. I am overwhelmed by the sweetness of the refugee treatment by the way.

I am concerned about a few people. Has anyone heard from the Peck Family (Bryon, Katie, and Jakob)? I also want to know where Jeff and Daniel are.....guys, call us.

It is unbelievably sad to see our city in ruins. We have no idea what we have left.... except our selves and our families.

While I am wrapped in sadness about all of this, I am also overwhelmed by the weight of love that is being piled on us from every direction. Admittedly, I am not surprised by this (blush), but I am taken aback by it. Thanks to everyone for the support.

Hurricane Katrina

I really had hoped to find time to update everyone on my fabulous trip to the Midwest, but no sooner did I arrive in New Orleans than I learned that my fair city is under attack by Mother Nature. Hurricane Katrina will be here by Monday and the local population has divided itself into 2 types: those who evacuate and those who drink. The last time I checked the Karaoke Cam on NOLA.com, the Cat's Meow party is still groovin.

The residents of 1731 Clio St. were hurriedly preparing for the greater part of the day before falling into the drinkers’ camp; albeit for a short period of time. The upgrade of this hurricane to a category 4 with aspirations of category 5 brought about a very sobering circumstance.

It would be an understatement to say that our phones have been ringing endlessly due to our loved ones filling our voice mails with warnings of doom. So if your calls were not answered, that is because we have been diligently trying to make responsible decisions.

To ease your darling minds, we are evacuating in a few hours. Our plan is to head East into Florida. We will be cheerfully arriving at one of your homes soon.

I don't want to ruin a good surprise!

Fear not family, we are fine.

Looking to the future

Now, what to do with this pesky degree?

Yup. I went for an interview. I got the job. Whether or not or want it is a whole-nother story.

I never expected to get the first marketing job I applied for after school was over, but I did. I could just take it and enter a world that I am very skeptical of, or keep looking. buh.

Bamma

Is this heaven or Alabama?

Bamma

My new favorite picture. As we should be, on the beach.

Bamma

I have actually owned this tent for about 5 years and this is the first time it has been used. To be quite honest, I was pleased that I remembered how to set it up.

Bamma

Yikes bugs! Gnats, everywhere.

The Last BZA meeting and Bamma

aaah...sigh.
I promised an update, so here it is one week late.

I guess the meeting went as well as it could have. Unfortunately, it doesn't matter in the slightest because the stop work order did not arrive in time and the house has been permanently placed on it's piers next to our home. The temporary cradles have been removed, and the I beams have been taken away.

I would like to say it looks more stable, but it actually looks to me like it is leaning more in our direction. Keep in mind, I am not an expert, and I am slightly biased.

We have had a very emotional week. It can be difficult to see the symbol of our community’s disregard for our safety and well being every time we enter or exit our home.

So… we went to the beach. I learned that we are not as outdoorsy as we think we are. Camping at Gulf State Park in Gulf Shores Alabama was so awful it was hilarious.

We had a partially grassy spot between driveways and next to a very still…. retention river (?). We set up camp with our frog friends and got chewed by gnats and skeeters.

The notes sung by the billions of little green frogs are slightly comedic. They reminded me of little old men telling jokes that only they think are funny. I imagine that if you looked closely at them, their little faces all looked like George Burns.

We spent a chunk of our day at the beach fishing in the surf and swimming. It felt really really great.

I almost forgot to mention our vacation dining spot, Hazels, “everybody loves it!’. It was….ummmmm, funny. Props to Hazel, wherever she may be.

There is nothing like a tent in Alabama to help one realize how good it is to be home in a soft bed near good restaurants.