Shortly after Katrina hit New Orleans, a different kind of hurricane hit my life.
Hee hee! I love that he is older than me, and will to my dying day give him shit about it!Jealous you all get to be in Salt Lake sans moi.
Chris, thanks for your comments today. You expressed your point very clearly and I agree with what you said. thanks for being there.
Happy birthday, J., though, alas, I have no idea who you are.Chris--I saw a link to "Hurricane" on Letters from a Broad, and I couldn't resist clicking it. Then I saw the reference to New Orleans in your blog subtitle and was all "WTF? Do I know this guy?" I live in a suburb of New Orleans, and I still know some of the LDS and ex-LDS people from this neck of the woods. Anyhow, Katrina obviously was/is a deeply traumatic event, even for fortunate people like me who lost nothing; I can imagine that coming out must be like that on a more individual, personal level.
Thanks for stopping by, Randy.J is my boyfriend. He has a real full name, but I'm preserving his anonymity on my site, even though just about anyone who knows me also knows who he is.
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