What an idiot

More than a year ago now, I had a business phone installed in my home and had calls to the Community Resource Center forwarded here in the wake of the flood that took our warehouse. What an idiot. In the beginning, I was puffed up with pride. Look at me! I have found a way…

Bomb-sniffing dogs

Got your attention, didn’t I? So, we are happily giving away furniture to flood survivors at the temporary warehouse today when who should arrive but two airport policemen with their bomb-sniffing German Shepherds. No, they did not suspect the Chicks of harboring terrorists or plotting to overthrow the government. They use the warehouse to train…

Saint Robert

We said goodbye to Robert today. Well, not goodbye. But, definitely, see you later. We moved some remaining inventory out of A+ Storage, our home away from home after the first days in the flood’s aftermath. Here’s how we found Robert. John Scannapieco, our board chair, urged me to quickly find a temporary warehouse. I…

Office supplies

As you all know, the Chicks are almost back in our remodeled offices with the sad exception of phone and internet service (don’t even get me started), and that necessitated a trip to the Office Max for a whole new set of office supplies. Let me just say this about three women shopping for office…

Every Southern woman

Every Southern woman is supposed to wear funny hats and grow vegetables in the dirt, at least according to the move Steel Magnolias. Betsy will be in charge of the funny hats. Kim and I will get our fingers dirty in the new raised bed outside CRC’s front door, thanks to our super board member,…

A girl and her forklift

You could hear her coming before you saw her. BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! And around the corner at the airport warehouse comes Kim driving her brand new (at least to her) forklift, loaned to her by our angel Tom in North Carolina. You would have thought she’d just gotten a new Mercedes. Really. Pico was tremendously…

Home again, jiggity jig

So Betsy and I held our first strategic planning session at the open dock door this afternoon, precisely in the same place we held our last one more than a year ago. Kim was otherwise engaged with a brand new forklift she was tremendously excited about and which we will chronicle at another time. We…

Laying low

You know how it is when the finish line is just in sight and you’ve been running a long, long race and you know the hardest stuff is almost over? We did that for the last few days. Oyster Easter was over, the giveaway (interrupted by tornado warnings) was done and the move back into…

Sad fact

Much has been made of the obesity epidemic. Here’s how we see it every month at CRC. When we have our monthly giveaways and new clothing is involved,  our partner agencies frantically search through the offerings for 1X, 2X and 3X. Smaller sizes go untouched. Why is that? It is mostly due to the fact…

The Queen of trash

The things that guests don’t see after a major fundraiser. So, Betsy and I went out to Traveler’s Rest today to pick up tables, chairs and other leftover items. And as I drive up the long gravel drive and pass the meadow where our guests parked on Saturday I notice, alas, that there is trash…