Friday Morning Update

The river crested a bit below the 2006 records [yay], my sister's street was spared [huzzah] and Little Man and his Amazing Friends are alive and well [fuckin' A].

Littles in particular is reported to be rolling, purring and hugging with happiness after what probably was a weird few days in an unfamiliar place. After two shitty days at the second crisis center, the maternal unit is getting set up in a hillside hotel for at least the few days it will take for Conklin to reopen, and maybe longer depending on what damage her house took this time. Regardless, hoorays all around.

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