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…

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…

Betsy and her hats

Betsy’s going to kill me, but I was going through some digital photos just now and a recurring theme struck me. Betsy loves hats. Too much, I fear. We have, on occasion at CRC, boxes of donations of new items that must be inventoried. This is Betsy’s happiest moment. Inventory. It requires organization and precision,…

Compassion in a retail world

Here’s why I love the Sears Outlet store (better known as the “scratch and dent”) on ThompsonĀ  Lane. I walk in on Wednesday to buy a refrigerator and dishwasher for our new warehouse offices. A very nice lady greets me at the door and assists me in finding a fridge. Then she says, “There’s a…

Pico speaks of heat and denial

As the official warehouse dog at the Community Resource Center, I am sure you do not understand that I listen to every conversation you girls have. Most of the time, of course, it’s very complementary…especially to me. However, I must say, Mrs. Mayhew, that I did not take kindly to the fact that you tried…

Still drinking

The Chicks are not much for the traditional Christmas luncheon. We are all about the traditional Christmas cocktail. With appetizers. Heavy appetizers. Here’s Kim, Betsy and me. We seem to have latched on to Sambuca as our go-to cocktail and appetizer establishment. We are all about the Buca Beignets, puffs of dough stuffed with mozzarella…

Home for Christmas

I often say that we are privileged to serve because we stand on the shoulders of giants. I felt that in a very meaningful way today as we gave flood survivors mattresses that will allow them to sleep in their own homes again for Christmas. We are able to serve because two very tenacious furniture…

Thankful

Yes. I am thankful. More than usually thankful this Turkey Day. It’s been an amazing six months. And even though CRC, the building, was converted into the Toxic House of Poo, most of what’s happened since the flood in May has been astoundingly positive. Let’s just take a quick jaunt down memory lane to visit…

Why things take so long

So, a reporter calls me yesterday. After gracefully beginning the conversation with a bit of innocuous chit chat, she zeroes in on the purpose of her call. Why is flood recovery taking so long? It’s been six months, already. Why is recovering from this flood taking so ‘frickin’ long? I’ll admit I added the inflection…

Elbow grease

People are not exactly lining up to volunteer at the Community Resource Center. Stuff a few envelopes? Too wimpy. Do a little filing? Not so much. Lifting heavy furniture onto pick-up trucks? Now, you’re talking. While the chicks at CRC are not ordinarily into heavy furniture and mattresses we’ve embraced the weight post flooding. We’re…